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
all rights reserved
Deliciously evil 😊
Haha thank you for noticing :’)