poetry by j matthew waters

the curse of the new moon

morning light casts long shadows
where trees amass and grow wild
harboring mere mortals
savoring newfound secrets

at work in the dimly lit night
werewolves trail the slender moon
digging out curses buried
deep along the way

on the outskirts of the city
early morning trains whistle and
howl and slowly garner steam
hauling away memories that
never truly existed

october two thousand fourteen
copyright j matthew waters
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2 thoughts on “the curse of the new moon

  1. Deliciously evil 😊

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