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Coyotes Call

The coyote’s call awakens me from a pointless dream,
It’s insistent cry echoes, 
Disturbing, 
Clenched fist anger’s me till I scream.
The coyotes call beckons me in the night,
Crying that she isn’t right,
For me at least,
I love the night,
Staring at the moon, I turn into a beast,
Dangerous on the prowl,
Searching for her, I howl.
Sensation runs down my spine,
I have the need to kiss, bite, devour, and completely consume her,
Until she’s mine, 
I covet her,
I drink her blood like a fine red wine,
Until it dribbles down my chin, 
Not to waste, I lick it clean,
She is my late night sin,
She is, was, that pointless dream.

(2013)

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