Hunger
The forces shift within me again.
The transformation occurs
so quickly, that I only
realize it when the
light becomes painful, when
my hunger returns, and
I must feed.
Bones crack,
rearrange,
and transform.
My shell is no more;
the beast is free, hungry.
It seizes control.
Screams shatter the moonlit night.
But the transformation occurs
so quickly, that I only
realize it when the
darkness becomes frozen, when
my hunger is gone, and
I search for the light.
Bones crack,
rearrange,
and transform.
I lay naked on the hillside, a
smear of blood across my skin.
The sun arises, warming my flesh.
And I hope that maybe
I won't transform again.
But the moon hides his joyous face,
and when it is full,
and the night is ripe,
the beast will grow hungry again.....
The forces shift within me again.
The transformation occurs
so quickly, that I only
realize it when the
light becomes painful, when
my hunger returns, and
I must feed.
Bones crack,
rearrange,
and transform.
My shell is no more;
the beast is free, hungry.
It seizes control.
Screams shatter the moonlit night.
But the transformation occurs
so quickly, that I only
realize it when the
darkness becomes frozen, when
my hunger is gone, and
I search for the light.
Bones crack,
rearrange,
and transform.
I lay naked on the hillside, a
smear of blood across my skin.
The sun arises, warming my flesh.
And I hope that maybe
I won't transform again.
But the moon hides his joyous face,
and when it is full,
and the night is ripe,
the beast will grow hungry again.....
Calisto Demon
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1 comment:
I am always hungry. Yearning gnaws at me constantly like a rabid animal. Caged yet free, every cell of my flesh twitches each time I am near you. Wanting makes me crawl to you every moment I am away from you. For you are the one that draws the demon seed from me-gnarled, knotted and voracious. Is it feeding time yet?
~The One
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