Beast

You are everything I hate
Sweat, smoke, and sand
I want...

(I know you.
You are tears and grass stains and broken dreams)

I like the way this hangs in the air
You are quick to catch the scent-

You look up, I look down
And then you look down on me

(Perhaps we will find equilibrium
When I am on my knees)

You built this suburban sprawl
With your bare hands;

You are a beast of a man

Come,
I want to see

How much of a beast I can be.