The embers of my animal trinity
of anger, hunger, and lust
still smoulder strong
in my solar plexus, sacral, and pelvis
despite my long efforts to forget them
and to shut them down.
They burn still, ready
to rekindle me ablaze
when I accept them once again.
My raw primal urges
are inseparable from
my vitality and my joy.
Anger is unfocused purpose
Hunger is latent power
Lust is unrefined passion
Smothering the one dampens the other
no matter how charming and expert its concealment
under courtesies, pretense, and lies.
