Monster

His hair the color of a raven drips of the sweat that covers his olive skin.his serpent eyes glowing under the full moons light.a bottle of whiskey dangling from his finger tips.a cigar clinched between his beautiful white fanged teeth.his mind is full of rage......she lay awake full of fright she knows he will be coming home tonight....his walking ever so softly he doesn't want to wake the baby that lay safely in her bed..NO!!he doesn't want her to know what daddy dose to mama while she's sleeping... He takes the last drink from his bottle licks his lips with his forked tongue. Moves his head from side to side like a boxer getting ready for the fight.but tonight he won't use his fist he wants to taste the blood from this bitch!