A MOONLIGHT PALE

by Phil Robles   Feb 23, 2013


A SLUMBERING breeze blows
beyond clambering hills
And conjures a song
So somber from trees

Beneath

Crystal silence sings
a painful burning flesh
and threads in dreams
devouring numbing stings

So stiff the twilight
that constricts my throat
I muffle a yawning cry
from dawning fright

The moon

Lay pale in listless shroud
and death is no wonder
In varnished white clouds
comes rumble-less thunder

Never a stretch in mind
Oh, fiery blood, crackle bone
Only limb, neck and hair
Sharp fangs-- a soulless moan

And you

Forgive me, for I am cannibal
so romantic and tragic is my tail
Slaying both human and animal
always beneath a moonlight pale

I am the shadow

Beneath your footfalls
and dark cold light within
In tearless eyes of yellow
My hunger screams for you

In your dreams

I come, nimble and serene
Prancing first for smell
toward scents you resemble
and within your morbid dreams

I will always scream for you

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