how to love a wild beast:
take down the fences
then give her the key so she can bury it six feet down in an unmarked grave
keep your eyes low
your voice steady
blend in – let the moss grow on your limbs
god forbid you move like prey
she’ll sink her teeth into you if she sees you weak
and when the hunters come
make your fury as palpable as your hands wandering up her thighs
make sure they taste it