Self-Extinction

Self-extinction

I’ve been killed many times

Every time, I was the one who
Broke my own skin

Yet out of every claiming
Of my pelt

I’ve grown ever so more
Into this beastly thing

Every moment of triumph collected
And mounted, or stuffed
To feign natural behaviors

Hunting myself, so to speak

Hunting myself to extinction
Every new opening season

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