Werewolf Hunt

philipp luft

Werewolf Hunt

 

loosening the reins

wandering and meandering

I reign my furry hairy fellow

we are afraid though it´s too late

the mercenaries are catching up

we are on fire and got to escape

the never ending hunt

All alone I waste my time with rotten waste

although I got no taste and have no haste

is it really too much to beg your attention?

where is your mercy and regret?

can´t you feel the pain I got?

What is the root of evil

if not lust for you my human fellow!

but still I am not hungry!

for I discover all the rest of me

is just a frowning mask I wear

although I got no hesitance

I allow myself to vanish now

until the time is right again

I will catch up with all of you

at christmas time!

Don´t be afraid it´s never too late

to hunt down a werewolf clown

for now it´s over because of Corona!! 

  • Author: philipp luft (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 25th, 2021 11:52
  • Comment from author about the poem: spontaneity catched up with me
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