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Howling
Mountain wolf's ebon insightful assertion,
a death-making, in oak woods immersion,
his mandragora enthralls an animal right,
spirits live in the electrons of a dark light.
(To build a house on sticks is a cause
to be his friend, a genuine soul will fight
as valor will visit a threshold of hurt souls
wolf howls, for any over-crossed right.)
Howls the wolf, in dark, a blanket covers
sounds submerge, as shadows revive
a full moon hymn, same sounds gather
a prayer, as silence austerely subsides.
Howls the wolf, an Imperium of red shed
awakes, destiny of forest rules attained
the wolf will run, a Plutonian kingdom wed
to catch, a carnal pray 'crudele' ingrained.
caress on alive skin, shudders, his cynodon
submerges, verterbrae crushing, a cynodont
clade, crave, howling-superbus, abandon;
Horror! A maenad deity of arterial bonds.
He runs, runs, a Crimson fire his impiety,
the foliage shudders waiting, a transfusion,
Isotropy's impertinent role, of superiority,
blood rules, itching in veins to taste infusion.
poem
by
Giorgio Veneto
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