Give me those chemicals
Make me your animal
A goat in uterine wall
We machines alive
You and me
Your words like knives
Holding hands
Trauma past wives
We sleep and dream
Of things to be
Bloody faces
You and me
Flared nostrils
Mumble stutter
Eat me alive
Sweat and shutter
Remove repeat
Rebar ringlets
Like a glove or
Something that fits
Foreign flesh
Busy hands
Mammal cub
Slowing sands
Sharpened teeth
Hold on to dreams
Eyes stay shut
Or so it seems
Ribs retract, bend and break
What we are given and what we take
Give me those chemicals
Make me your animal
A goat in uterine wall
Selfishly dream alive
Author Phil Force 