Feral Virility

Need I be envious of such endeavors, acts of rabid regression running to the mind. Corrupted with visions of perfect curves and bodily fluids pouring down like hell. The scent of flesh wanting to be caressed, to be held, and to be rubbed. Temptations taught through visions of submissive impulses, motion of the entity, and the wanton glare of their eyes.

Besetted, condemned, branded as weak and admonished this is a society that declares every mammal as copulate yet declines the being that abstains from the act. In a bandwagon society of superficial judgement the ego declares your status quo and affinity. Perfection gives power to beauty and punishment to ghastly images. Let me hold on to the thought, hate is starting to consume me.