A full blood moon dons a crimson halo tonight,
as the darkness creeps ever closer,
devouring the light.
The ocean's shimmering red
beneath the mysterious glow
Perched upon a twisted tree limb
a crow begins to crow.
My drenched fingers drip blood
as my fangs violently tear the meat.
The taste of raw iron washed
down with wine mulled, rich, sweet.
A ferocious carnivore's moonlit supper
sounds like teeth gnashing stones.
Dessert will be the marrow sucked
dry from the bones.
Blood stained lips, dripping chin
red neck and bloody breasts
Naked in the dark kitchen
Fridge light in my face
as I eat on all fours
moon beams through the
window as I lick my teeth and paws.
Exhausted from all that devouring
sleep will be following soon.
With my snake stomach as full
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