Turns out we're all alike us girls we like the classic
movie monsters we especially like the teeth.
Look at those canines. We like the night we like fog
And the chill that leaves our nipples hinting
Through our mulled over and over shirts and
bras.
We like the chase we like to fall to feel wrath.
The creature on our tails with persperation and heavy
Breath our hair mussed we sweat we pant we
In that moment we share the desperation of the beast.
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