Werewolf

I keep falling asleep with the lights on Waking up at ones and twos Under a full moon   I dreamt about a werewolf Then sex with an ex Then an apocalypse or two I don’t know why I always end   A friend of mine dreamt That I saved a guy from a shipwreck I dreamt about that same guy Coming on to me aggressively   And how I ran from him And I thought I got away Because he did not rip my heart out Just a nick, my lips by the skin of his teeth   Then the bloodied moon came And the bloodied moon changed me O, I begged you to choke me out I begged to wolf you down   But we fell asleep with the lights on Woke up to a cat Howling at a full moon   You were the first to apologize To blame it on that full moon Both of our mouths stained Tongues a fresh coat of metal Melted molten our mouths dried shut   And maybe that is why we end Why we mask the moon with tungsten shade Why I write poems at eleven instead of sleeping Or why I write poems at eleven because I’ve forgotten How to sleep save the wolf

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