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Sunshinefalling

For Our Hunting

The hunted and the hunter where both are prey and predator. 

 

Each drinking and transversing the grounds. Both animals- the human, the animal, the man.

 

Your thirst leads you to municipal waters. Mine to the land.

 

That is not my freedom to consume the wares. That is not my exploration, but mere indecency. The acts are not indecent it’s the laying down with the leper by way of guzzling the products sold and seen in your hands. 

 

As you run through the streets naked, there you will not find me for I am in the forest with my lover.