I don’t care,
So why do you?
Tugged, swirled, influenced
By the goddess of love and the gods of war.
They tug, caress, play, and nip at the hairs on your body.
Do not be afraid.
The horripilating hairs harnessed to your humanity,
Plunged within penetralia.
Suck it down, bottles up
Whether goblet, chalice, cup
Feeding fateful fantasy
Be it potion, placebo, or poison
The consumer will be changed
The metamorphoses continues
31 December 2015, driving with my Love, from Georgia to California (USA). Voice memo to word format.