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Sep 2015
the moon hangs
steady and bright
in the dark sky
night animals
   moan
cradling its power
   creeping
in ****** agony
desperately seeking
to be consumed
by something lesser,
   powerless,
     but potent

the hunt continues
deep into the night
   moonstruck
until carnal hunger
is satisfied.
susan
Written by
susan  chicago
(chicago)   
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