• THERE IS WITHIN A MONSTER


    no kind of love for other beast nor brute
    no hate for man nor woman, babe nor child
    just the endless pain of torments absolute
    and transformations from the human to the wild
    for when the moon is full and lights the earth
    in shadows cast the hairy monster hides
    for once his human form has shed its mirth
    there is without a monster that abides
    a Canis lupus of nearly human form
    a wolfish fiend beyond its self-control
    a thirst for blood is said to be his norm
    but it is killing first and formost seems his goal
    a beast within that cannot help but be let out…
    Do such things exist? on crabby mornings I have no doubt