It started out as a tingle,
a small vibration in the left ventricle of the heart
a tender laugh from the lungs
a chuckle
flared nostrils
eyes stretched out in giggles
for her.
Eyes and mouth and nose
and voice and body
and noticing every part of the person
that brings this smallness of a feeling
in the start of the friendship
in the hopes of the ending
being more
with her.
The noise silences after a night
full of internal questioning
thinking and wanting
and he drives his car
with his insanity spilling from every edge
and corner
of steel.
The beast enters the void of thoughts
he is crippled by.
is it human is it alien
is it resident?
You need a letter to pass, sir
You need a license to drive
You need a number to belong
You need a loyal contract to your lover.
The beast towers over him
will he die
will he surrender
will he eventually feed?
The beast
it stays still
it doesn't bend
it doesn't grow
it doesn't talk
it's in a state of stagnation
waiting for his next move
what will he do to fight the beast?
the scandalous, promiscous thoughtshe's having for someone that isn't his lover
what does he want?
right or wrong?
feeling or more?
What
does
he
want
About the Creator
Melina Giorgalletou
Just a college student from Cyprus, living in NYC, trying to find herself through words and writing.
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