Emotion, the Beast.

The separator, the divinatory:
Emotion is the cur feeding
On the fresh produce of mind fields.
Emotion is the wolf ravaging
logical elegance.
Emotion is the jackal stealing
The little grasp of reality one has.
Separate me from the world not, Beast.
The terror I harbor of thee is immense.

CuldeSac

What are words without understanding and what is understanding without sense?

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