The Heart of the Beast

The heart of the beast

Is infantile beyond the common reach
It sentimentalizes objectifies 
It won't go to sleep

It wants something 
Almost nothing gnaws 
Away at its thorny feet
Let me remind you to 
Put it behind you 
Because there is no pleasing 
This thing 

It wants what it wants 
And it wants everything 
Listen to its hypnotic thumping
Mesmerized by the beat

You can't soothe it 
You can't remove it
With any thing less
Than a dagger
Cut it out like cancer

Rip it out of your chest
Behold it's purple thumping
Crimson pumping 
Marinate it in
Feral hatred 
And eat it in tiny bites 
The next day