I didn’t really mean at 3 a.m.
with a the blood curdling scream
of a female mountain lion
caterwauling in the woods,
the violence of branches snapping and breaking
and giant beings crashing in the dark.
Why should I be surprised
that the sound of desire—
a powerful female shrieking for union—
should sound like the worst kind of pain?
The high pitch of yearning,
the strangled wail of want,
it haunts me all day, all day.
All day, primal need screeches in my blood.
I am wildly awake.
All day, no one else can hear.
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To hear this amazing sound, visit: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxo8X5uIWRE
(Note: If you have cats, put on your headphones or they will FREAK!!)
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Wow.
“Why should I be surprised
that the sound of desire—
a powerful female shrieking for union—
should sound like the worst kind of pain?”
right??? friend, that sound–it went right through me when I heard it, and then when I understood the next day what was behind it, wellllll…….