#130

the leopard image sticks with me as a black flag waves on the system and the coiled sex attacks like a leopard without knowledge of its frightful grace and pearly fangs and sweet blood from the veins on its tongue it doesnt even care it doesnt want blood or food it just has to be graceful and violent because thats what it is a pretty little hate machine it doesnt know it has spots it lunges without calculation but some emotion some joyless satisfaction of an instinct a beautiful kill it stalks like it was made of black fire flicking tongue motionlessly moving too fast to see or too slow to detect unpredictable scary and so violent so why so pretty why cant you not admire the pretty hate machine of long coiled muscle and deceitful coat and dagger teeth aimed for your heart the violence the crime of it the pure crime of it all yet he is better than all the rest of us put together that violent fuck that hateful killer of innocent things that beautiful beast