"Open my ears & let your frenzy enter
relentlessly, like a blind machine,
like a sea captain who doesn’t trust the stars,
carried off by an unsteady boat.
My life, this shirt I want to take off—
what can’t be said is the dark meat,
seeking your mouth in another’s mouth,
the whispered cries of animals without sleep."
— "Wolf Cento" (the eleventh) in Wolf Centos by Simone Muench, reviewed by Julie Marie Wade (via therumpus)