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  • Todd Wooten

It's Just a Phase

Updated: Sep 8, 2023

you wouldn't get it.

this werewolf life.

seized with mutation.

outbursts of mania.

melancholy howls

rising to the

crimson moon - deaf.

beams from the cratered,

bloody face - blind.

impulses to devour

silver capsules.

claw off my fur.

leap from a summit.

hang from the orb.

jaws clenched

in ecstasy.

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