the sun is beaming down but the chill maintains the hold on the room

the bright light pisses me off

no reason

just does

irritable from the chaos that started the day

aggravated by the lack of sleep

disturbed as the dividends still haven’t acrued

so i snarl at the sun

got groceries for the first time in too long

haven’t eaten in days

the idea of sustenance for the sake of living means nothing any more

going to sit and project an aura of violence

raw sex

rage

steer clear of the angry lion

i pace back and forth

muscles rippling, ready to pounce

the scent of prey on the wind

hunger consumes my every thought

tread light