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Night Howl

07 Dec

It blossoms bloody –
with a narcotic perfume
throbbing with a musky appeal.
Satiny fleshy petals
oozing moist honey –
a pheromone pollen
powdering the air,
riding on the night breezes
giving an insane lunar appetite
Explosions in the night sky
From the roots
aching to erupt –
an answered mournful

howl
howl

howl …

 
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Posted by on December 7, 2021 in Poetry

 

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