The Beast Speaks

I do not climb your ladders.

I do not bow to your dreams.

I tear the mask from my own face.

I do not seek light.

I do not fear dark.

I breathe before light and dark were named.

I am the Beast.

The root before the tree.

The hunger before the word.

I do not pretend to be better.

I do not kneel to be good.

I am what the world forgets

when it forgets itself.

I move when I move.

I stop when I stop.

No master.

No leash.

No apology.

You can call it savage.

You can call it free.

It makes no difference to me.

The Beast walks.

The Beast remembers.

The Beast is already home.

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