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Lycanthropy
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In the blurry moonlit graveyard, midnight caught me awake,
Shades from distant shores are invading my reality;
“Why am I still here?” My mind struggles for the sanity’s sake,
While I feel a familiar taste of lycanthropy.
The hunger inside grows stronger, the full moon laughs in my face
As it becomes red, spreading chaotic visions of blood,
A sudden anger bound me in its unholy embrace
Nullifying the last innocent thought:”so cold, so cold…”
Trapped in a fever and weak, I see above a moonless sky,
I am myself again; I try to walk, I try to scream,
“I think I’ll faint, or will I die?” I fall asleep in a cold sigh,
With images of a bloody feast echoing through my dream.
My ardent body shivers under the holy touch of dawn,
The Sun conquered the sky as a redeemer of my senses,
Free, my conscience screams: “What have I done? What have I done? “
…I’m awake now, in the garden of cannibalized corpses.
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Ilin Bogdan Alexandru. “Lycanthropy.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/ilin-bogdan-alexandru/poezie/1814231/lycanthropyComentarii (0)
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