Those other twenty-nine days
when the moon taunts you
sometimes just a sliver
those twenty-nine days
when you're not on all fours
with flesh in your mouth
when you're not a monster
Do you make friends with the people
see their movies
Talk with them in public like
you think you're people
How about a human girlfriend
Does she wonder
what happens to you that one night
Are you two in sync
Every time there's a full moon
it's her time of the month
doesn't even come over
Never notices the missing clothes
the dirt on your fingers
the guilt in your eyes
Do you eat salads at restaurants
baby greens with a pleasant gorgonzola
For godsakes, how do you pay for it all?
Employment? You?
What if your boss needs you to work that one night?
There's no one else
What do you do?
He's got a file on you
reads the news
One day, when the moon is big
he'll put it all together
point his human finger at you
Can you already taste this?
Just before the fear takes him
before you open your mouth
he'll get on his knees
beg you
make him live forever
copyright 2004
Rick
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