can you hear the beast
(it’s breathing, hot upon my neck)—
this mask may meet with each tantalizing
exhale
tempting the
demon
within
I touch up the veneer with my experienced
brush
keeping my guise in check
before It can claw its way from my
skin
I’ll assuage It with the promise of letting It
loose
when the Great One wanes its icy light
illuminating the vermin we’re to
destroy,
penetrating their facades
for I see
myself
reflected in their twisted
destiny
tear off the mask
breathe in
Beast out—
a calculating Monster with flare
cue from the Moon,
it’s time to embrace my
prey
with these Passenger’s arms
of this thrilling
ride
called
Fitting In
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... i think i need to try and write some more... dang u drive me wild!...
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