the silver moon bites back

it’s silver time

the moon glows fine

it’s dripping red sublime

you feel wetness on your head

you walk well in the dark

there’s nothing to fear it’s just a dog bark

you feel the breath behind your ear

it’s something near

it’s something

someone dropped in your candy bag.

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