It was a cold and frothy night
blood dripped from my fangs
I shivered at the thought
I looked at myself in the reflection
“I’m a wolf why am I shivering?”
the inner me spoke
“you are human only when it suits me
and wolf when you are a beast”
I was reminded that as a human I’m vegan
I really can’t stand the sight of blood
and yet it tasted so good on my lips
“aack” I woke up with the dawn
“I hate those kind of dreams”
I thought as I padded to the sink
washing the stench of wolf from my nostrils
I failed to see the woman draped over my white sheets
*****
WordPress has a delightful prompt for today at Daily Post – Howl at the Moon
“Follow your inner moonlight; don’t hide the madness.” — Allen Ginsberg
Et Tu? Do you follow Ginsberg’s advice — in your writing and/or in your everyday life?
Thanks to Fuseli for inspiring so many with his painting The Nightmare which I believe is in the collection at the Tate.