When the tigers bite down harder
and the honey-bees grow smarter,
When the humans hunt for prey
in the middle of the day,
When the smoke that kills is clear
and there's screaming in your ear,
It is a night of animal dreams
Animal dreams that hiss and croak
Animal dreams that roar and growl
These are the nights that are longer than others
These are the nights when you're scared of each other.
And I don't know what to say,
And I don't know what to hear
with my animal ears.
With no night vision to protect me
and no instinct to fly south,
the anxious evolution
sits there waiting for the years...
This is the night of animal dreams
Of deep and dark fishes glowing with protons
Of cat's eyes that narrow when the streets are quiet
And the animal dreams chew down on my neck and
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