The Death Poems: Collection 2

Moon

I'm all fangs and claws

Compared to me

You're weak as straw

But from this curse you're free

I'm doomed to stalk

During the full moon

So don't go for a walk

For human flesh I always have room

I cannot reverse this curse

But I can pass it on

This curse cannot be reversed

I hope it doesn't get passed on

I have thick brown fur

And the eyes of a wolf

I feel the evil inside me stir

And I feel the hunger of a wolf

Tonight is the full moon

And I don't feel like me

I will get you soon

And eat or turn thee