#prowl
you shifted your weight
like a hunter when you saw me—
dead eyes, dead aim.
straight and true, like a well-told lie,
sliding off the tongue
with just enough rhythm
to sound like gospel.
a lottery in balance,
measured only
at the close of things.
that look of yours—
it’s a glass cannon,
and I swear I see a crack.
come on, baby—
give it to me.
take your shot.
aim for the chest
while my heart
swings open
like a rusted gate
on its last hinges.
make me think twice
about getting too close
to your kind again.
bare your teeth—
smile.
let that decoy body pull me in
while your hands steady,
while your breath slows,
while you line it all up.
exhale.
squeeze.
BANG—
a clean ****
I’m yours.
now drag me home,
lay me out,
and do what you do best.
Feb 16, 2025
Feb 16, 2025 at 9:01 AM UTC
Sinking slowly down
Into the silent darkness
How far will I fall?
Fear, like an old friend,
catches me in cold embrace
freezing me in place.
Familiar unknown
memories like faded scars
half-remembered pain.
Shining silver streak,
fine claws trace down the tear's path
trailing bright rubies.
I will not recall,
you who starves in solitude,
after I'm awake.
Patiently you'll prowl,
at the edge of every dream,
waiting to break through...
or for me to fall,
down into your arms again
once more in your thrall.
Feb 23, 2020
Feb 23, 2020 at 9:13 AM UTC
Ooh baby
my soul is bubbling up between the cracks
my heart is a steamroller, gonna run
you off the tracks
my head is an animal
my fingers are liars
they shake like they don't want to touch you tonight
but I do
oh baby, I do
sour sticky sweet
pumping out for hours, take a seat
I'll keep you weighed down by
my teeth on your collarbone,
we both know
it's where theyd rather be, and we both know
there's no escaping me
when I'm out on the prowl --
take a backseat
(we both know it's
where you'd rather be.)
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 11:54 PM UTC
I hunt for happiness
I have a hunger that runs deep
I prowl chase and pounce
still nothing
I feel as if i'm being watched
I turn around
I see nothing
I've come to realize
my head is hunting me
a ghost haunts my body
but doesn't take control
it just puts happy memories in my head
I take away sadness instead
I'm hungry for happiness
I'm going to starve
and end up dead
Apr 3, 2019
Apr 3, 2019 at 2:38 PM UTC
Night all along was
A monologue of lights,
On prowling darkness!
Jan 26, 2019
Jan 26, 2019 at 8:29 PM UTC
As I am, I growl with hunger
As I lust, my musk malodorous
I do, as though the thunder
Confess my will shall so oppress
It’s a drive my eyes are fixed upon
The scampering of the lemmings
My fangs blood and phlegm do don
No intelligence worth condemning
It is life for which I fight
The ***** becomes my prowling
My need to breed a might
Her moon begins my howling
I claw my way through darkness
Scavenging morsels to find
Eyes that perceive a bark lest
Be indicative of my kind
Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 9:29 AM UTC
the rain tree stands still,
it's denizens are restless;
sense axemen prowl!
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 11:38 AM UTC
Its frustrating to me
That a man can hold so much power
And make me feel so small
And yet... loved.
The delicate play
Of manipulation
Held me in an intricate web
Of control.
I don't miss
Waiting in his web of lies
And manipulation.
Wondering if I was good enough,
Tasty enough
For his delicate and dominating sensibilities.
If I didn't fit his fancy
He'd find another
To prey upon.
Keeping me at the center
Of his web
Waiting,
Claiming,
I was his admired,
Beloved.
I was adored
And should be elated.
I saw the freedom
Of this resilient spider-
All of his eyes looking thirsty.
Here I am-
the main delight,
Waiting in his nest.
Funny how he went out searching for more
When I've been here,
Waiting for him to feast.
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 3:01 AM UTC
Naked,
as the rising sun echoes
deliverance. Behind a shroud,
prowling the edges of Shangri-la.
Pounces to devour sea and sky.
Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 9:54 PM UTC
When the moon comes full circle
The change rips through me like a power circuit
It starts in my toes
Far away from my heel they grow
My knees now bend backward
My bones all feel fractured
Still on two feet I stand
As I go out and survey my land
There is a hunger inside me that stirs
And my blood lust all will incur
As I run swiftly through the woods
To meet my pack, my hood
I am the alpha female the leader of this brood
In the bright moonlight we go in pursue of food
We stalk the campers in their tents
They never had a single hint
Inside their canvas shell the blood did spray
They had become our prey
We shredded the skin to make it tender
So savoury sweet as I remember
With blood dripping off our jowls
We soon go back on the prowl
I am the alpha female I am the leader of my pack
If you see us coming, you better not look back
Better yet when the moon is full and bright
Don't go wondering in the woods at night
Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 1:18 AM UTC