Lycanthrope
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Darting furtively through the mist,
Cursed under lunar brightness,
The valiancy of my heart,
Slashed by razor teeth,
Became my darkest side.
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Evil enclosing,
My nocturnal lair,
Mud tracked prints,
Find me sprawled,
In the dawn of twisted sheets,
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Like tormented trees,
Gnarled from remembering,
What blackened life,
Is forever gone.
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But only the music,
Of wind and owls,
And the crackling rain,
Had abided my incessant howls,
Until yet another night,
When gliding clouds,
Reveal another full newness of moon.
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-Poem by Sanford Ross Bender