Werewolves at Midnight

Foam burbling on our teeth,
curses lingering on the earth,
we wag our tails and preen
we see and are unseen.
Oh, find me the next kill!
Feast on flesh,
fresh with thrill.
Flush away the pills,
Stay awake all night,
Keep the fangs, keep the –
Oh whatever god will listen –
Keep us in your graces,
keep us in your graces,
Until we awake,
human in the light of day.

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