Perhaps Not Politesse –
Faux Pas;
As t’were.
Walking Into Every Room –
In Company Of Dozens.
Haunting Each Home,
As We Roam.
Dearest Companions –
Lost Comrades –
A Slough Of Dead Men.
Slewn.
Shrive Answers Beyond Ones I Offer –
Sudden Blood Curse Upon Your Head!
My Infinite Hunger –
Leering.
Pressed Tight Against The Glass.
Drooling As Hyena,
Gibbering Gibbet, Like A Rabid Parasite.
Eager To Feed.
As Ever.
Pressing Ever Firmly,
Nary A Crack ‘Pon This Currently.
Play Chicken.
I Insist.
Dissociation Lingering Near The Karman Line.
Lest Us Witches Burn –
Let Us Cage Our Beasts,
As Learned.
Pressed Tight Against The Glass.
