Wolf

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The Blue Hope

The Blue Hope

The Moon is a breast
breastfeed the wolves
and the night's milk
is not like any drink...

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WOLF FROM SNOW

WOLF FROM SNOW

Falling under my skin,
the flower deer of white
running across the skies,
the...

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THE DARK SIDE OF THE WOMB

THE DARK SIDE OF THE WOMB

I taste the night
I lick the moon
by your unseen tongue
I melt the water
I...

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Werewolf Poem

Werewolf Poem

Sorrow is my favorite color
so I wear my weeping flower
tears are my dearest water
so...

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The Wolves In Sheeps Clothing

The Wolves In Sheeps Clothing

I am a man of power,
To god is whom i talk,
There is an urge inside me,
Such...

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(I) become (YOU)

(I) become (YOU)

When the moon whispers to me
The blood turns to light
my heart becomes a wolf
and my...

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Now I Sit Me Down To Eat

Now I Sit Me Down To Eat

Now I sit me down to eat,
Juicy cadaver sweetmeat
Bowing bristly head to feast.
...

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Beastlie

Beastlie

What's that tapping on windowpane,
Is it sounds of dreary rain?
Is that a sanguine grisly...

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Wolf

Just because somebody looks innocent, doesn't mean they are.

They may say all the right things and...

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Whispers

Whispers

Come naught still woods with fear,
Tranquil silence ne'er golden here.
When the bane moon be...

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One Darkened Lonely Night

One Darkened Lonely Night

Eerie shadows creeping silence,
Nature senses looming violence.
Harvest hue engorged divine...

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The humble wolf

The humble wolf

Like a wolf so humble... he, man stumble past thee .
On the snow so cold,
eyes on fire heart...

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Howling Wolf

Howling Wolf
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JUST A JOB

JUST A JOB

The footballer receives adulation when he scores
An artist is clever when he paints and draws...

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Snowy Woods

Snowy woods filled with white
winter’s sugar still falling
no sounds of scurrying squirrels...

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Some become, some end.

Some become, some end.

What's beautiful now,
Started as blood and filth;
What's peaceful now,
Was once a war...