The light of the moon
is the flame which consumes
the human façade
until all that is left
is the wolf
that’s been waiting within.
Cold fire
Writes all the things. Most of the things never write back.
Writes all the things. Most of the things never write back.
The light of the moon
is the flame which consumes
the human façade
until all that is left
is the wolf
that’s been waiting within.