What is this desire in me, so inhumane, subhuman...That makes me want to throw away everything I have ever known? Flesh encloses soul. I can not breathe in your heat, can not see my saviour. The darkening of impulses smatters life, I retreat to fantasy. I no longer exist apart from you and what you make me. Why do you change me? That second person wants what you want. In a split second you have to wake up. You look at me and I become animal.