Beast of the Night

the shadow beast lurks
and sneer's as it nears
silent whispers
unheard by the foolish
ignored by the light hearted
failing to see
that no matter what may come
they cannot avoid
the shadow beast
who silently waits for
a fortuitous moment, gifted
sweetly by circumstance
no explanation
no reason nor rhyme
just waiting
graceful and elegantly
sliding through the air
like a feather falling to the floor
side to side
uneasy in it's journey
assured of it's destination
until
sadly
you are
no more

fucking
ravenous
shadowy beast
lurking
licking it's greyish matter
another victory
another corner
successfully
cleared



who's next?

the beast never sleeps.......