A kitty kills for thrills, to prove its worth,

to be heard, and so we won’t forget

its savage kind inside.


“the dark blue way a river does

the way the ocean does

with its shiny teeth on your neck

til’ you cry for more,

the true eternal primitive name

that only the soul answers to

and only when you crave and beg”




2 thoughts on “kittykills

    1. Hey Brian,

      It was a pleasure meeting you and hearing your band play. I have another WordPress that is a collection of some of my writing. Check it out!

      I’d love to collaborate or do a post on Checkpoint Charlie in the future!


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