Night Watch

Categories: Poems
If left unchecked I will become the night

Blood red moons call to me

Every shadow reaching out for a pet

Eyes blackening paying the fee

Teeth bear no fangs, but drool

Rivers flow reflected gazes of her.


Come join me in the crawl

Through ferns, forming dew

In hours splendor - wickedness

Where darkness breeds darkness.


I will not sleep tonight.

I will not sleep tonight.

I will not sleep tonight.


Anne K. Birdy
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