the Moon is full
the Blood is charged
the Chase is on
it couldn't be more simple than that
blood simple
the Need is there
the Soul laid bare
Hunger from the depths rears it's head
and so do I
hot blood sizzle crackle fire
race thru veins
race thru vines
race thru bushes
race thru trees
race anywhere you want
escape is not how it works
OH; NO!
How it works is I eat you
you run
I chase
hunger erase
I consume you in my Passion
THAT is how it works
my Blood boils over
'till my eyes glow red
my Blood your Blood
cover me inside and out
me painted red
is how it works
headlong rushing
me pounding behind
you take a bad step and it's over
crashing bushes
broken branches
skid kick up Earth
I bring you down in a red tumble
deep into your sweet flesh I sink
don't have to think
It's simple
Blood simple
Blood satisfy
Blood cover
Blood fill
Blood red
Love That Red!
satiated I sit under her glow
I see your glow
over there
faint white gleam
glimmer under Moon
I sing your bones to sleep
sink deep
return to Earth
proper mourning period over
I turn attention to other matters mine
round in the sky
She reminds me of other hungers not yet satisfied
from the belly,
but deeper,
south of the stomach
my loins stirring
purring
my Blood rises buzzing again
another Need
another Feed
not of Blood
but still of Flesh
not Blood
but still simple
find HER
so I am Up
and off again...
pursuing when
I can soon sink deep into more desired flesh
The Moon is full
the Blood is charged
the Chase is on
it couldn't be more simple than that...
This poetry came to me while I was painting one of my Illustrations for "House of Red", of which you see a thumbnail at left. Scroll down below the poem to see a larger view of the painting. The painting is called "War Moon" for the purposes of the story, and illustrates a certain passage ( CLICK HERE (comin' soon) to go to the page for the illustration within the context of the story). But this poem fit the picture just as well I think: very predatory and wolfish...like an alternate universe for this scene, I guess!
