I’m an animal.

Old in fucking years.
I should have waited
untill college,

now I’m a bored
with itchy balls

wanting a nap
than chase


a rubber
toy meal;

can only be
spiced up
so much

until I taste

but heat,
but genes,

wanting to jump
out of my skin.


A plate,
A new dish
that tastes the same
no matter what
country she
comes from.

But I wait.

And smell, drink,
and chase


to find something
that is close

to love.


Christoph Paul is an award-winning author of 5 books that cross different genres: humor, poetry, satire, bizarro, horror and non-fiction. He plays rock music in band Moses Moses but wishes he could be a gangsta rapper. He loves The Miami Dolphins, Thai Food, and wearing Crocs (they are comfortable haters). His next book that isn’t lame will be “Tits From Hell”.

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