Persuade me
if you so choose to.
Leave me no option,
let your teeth maul,
and incise
to the very core
of our dysfunction.
Possess me with your grin
in daylight,
and haunt along in my shadows
under the Silver Moon
as i tramp on through
the night.
I can already taste you in my mornings
and hear alarms in the remnants of my name
whispered as if in mourning.
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