Something Is Out There....

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Claws, razor sharp,
Glinting from the bright moon
Clean...for awhile.
Blood will decorate them later.

Submitted: October 04, 2010

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Breathe in,
Breathe out,
Hearts pulse,
Blood pools.
 
Something is out there,
Hiding in the darkness,
Waiting for a chance,
To strike and kill.
 
Its breath comes in white clouds,
Fogging the dark night air.
No breath comes now...
It is hunting.
 
Claws, razor sharp.
Glinting from the bright moon.
Clean...for awhile.
Blood will decorate them later.
 
A powerful stench,
Radiates from this creature.
Akin to rotten eggs,
...Or dead flesh.
 
Fur is thick and rough,
A dark, almost black, shade.
Mats lay in several places.
The creature's camo...
 
A dark, glowing ret twitched in the blackness,
Glaring evil eyes.
Watching for movements.
Waiting for a chance.
 
Sticky saliva slowly slides from its jaws,
Dripping onto the cold ground.
Its tongue lashes out,
A mouth with a smarmy smirk.
 
Hungry,
The beast must feed.
To slice into meat with sharp teeth,
Would be akin to Heaven.
 
Something is moving slowly,
Quietly through the underbrush,
As if it knew,
...The beast was there.
 
Ears and eyes twitch,
Trying to find the prey.
After all,
That creature will be dinner.
 
The beast lurched,
Almost quicker than the eye can see,
Paws pounding against the ground,
Heading for the meal.
 
Sharp teeth pierced,
Claws painted red,
Stained with blood,
And...
 
A human scream pierced the night.


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