Wolfman

 

My mind is syncing to different frequencies,

I'm hearing far off notes

played in all new keys.

A beastly heart out in the street,

anxiously skips a beat.

I hear the blood coursing through veins,

trickling like water flowing down drains.

My pulse quickens in the midnight heat.

 

My sense of smell is heightened,

I can identify the scent of colours and moods.

I feel enlightened,

invigorated by the moon.

I can smell the change of day from evening to night.

The essence of my prey taking flight.

The perfume of despair lingers in the air,

with the pungent aroma of fear never far from here.

 

My taste buds are tingling.

My mouth feels like a million nerve endings

all firing at once,

flavours mingling.

I can feel the hunger

for blood.

It's on the tip of my tongue,

I need it.

I need to feed to belong.

 

I can sense the moon up high,

the light it provides,

the pull of the tides.

Taking me along for the ride.

My fur bristles with anticipation,

as I bound off into the darkness of night.

Bouncing through the city,

searching for a bite.

 

 

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