#lycanthropy
Every poet has dreamt
of this moment
since the beginning of time.
Though, unlike them,
I have not come to ponder
and pursue shadows.
Instead at the alter of the cosmos,
I’ll teach the beasts to dance
and make love to the galaxy.
All witchcraft & madness
and soft deadly kisses.
What I mean to say is;
In the cruel heart of winter
you will find me
alone on the cold balcony,
choosing the universe over man,
like Eve did before me.
It’s not only the Deities of Death
whom love apples..
I’ll sink these incisors
into anything forbidden,
any,
anything at all.
Jun 2, 2019
Jun 2, 2019 at 9:33 AM UTC
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Rampaging tiger, once gentle girl, spare us our lives!
Reduce us not to blood-spray with your lethal knives!
Lop not
our red
and raw necks
with your wicked and brutal
claws and glinting wry fangs!
You are kindly
and not a bad
monster with a sly
and voracious gut!
Have for
our wet tears
some wee pity!
This we beg, O rakshasa!
Please, remain vegetarian!
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Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 9:53 PM UTC