You reached out to me
Your hand outstretched in a certain curiosity
Like I was an exotic thing in the petting zoo
You were not ready for what I could do to you
Serves you right
When I bit down so hard and bled you
For not respecting me for the predator I am
And the prey you’ve always been
I’m beautiful aren’t I?
I must be
I have your hand in my teeth
Your blood on my tongue
All because you raised your hand to me
Seeking dominion over what I owe to nature
But she hath given me means to be ever dominant
Unless I say so of course
And you, she hath given you soft naked flesh
Does it hurt?
My teeth sunk so deep into the nerve
You want me to let go?
Yes, I will let you go.
But you will wear my savagery forever!
You feel it tingling?
If you come round again
I will bite you harder
Mark you more intimately
Bleed you out before you raise your hand
So you won’t easily forget
Heh, how will you tingle then?
-Harli V. Park-