THE BITE

“The Bite”

Dark hair

Icy stare

Watching me

From over there

Stirring now

You seem to wonder

Your movements reflects

A natural born hunter

A howl, a bite

I changed that night

My body succumbed

To an internal fight

For blood I craved

It drove me mad

Until that deliciousness

I finally had

I ate

I fed

So many

Now dead

I didn’t care

It didn’t matter

I had to have it

The blood splattered

I’m out again

My dark hair curled

With my icy stare 

To change your world

Watch out for me

For if I bite

You, too, will hunt

On full moon nights.

Written on April 6, 2021

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