Goodnight,
Void.
Tonight,
Not-knit one cryptid –
Baskets fulla children’s bones.
Roaming furry hominid,
Traipsing woods & forests,
In plaid.
Black Moly Grease stained clothes.
Nice clothes.
Work clothes.
No clothes.
More clothes.
Process.
Are ya flirtin’ with me right now?
Because it’s working,
Eh?
Goodnight, Void #1109
