perilsofbeing

i felt like i should make at least one entry. so heres a poem i turned in last week.



The Club

It's dark when the humans gather,
to dance as one.
They come here to mate, to show off
in the confusion.

The DJ fills the cave with pulsating tribal beats,
while society breaks down into primal
ecstasy.
Old rituals remind them of the pleasures
of evolution, when nature found faith in a sexual
peak.

Now, humans are looking for a spirit
on the dance floor.