Title: Moon sinks

[swirlsofpurple]

Moon sinks, come awake,
With bars blurry in mind, still half-man half beast,
An unthinking thing, like waking dream, sleepwalks,
In mind’s eye,
Reach for coherence- fail,
Growl or swear or something in-between,
Teeth too big for mouth.

She shakes off the last vestiges of her transformation,
Aware of her nakedness once more- she clothes herself,
Sluggishly,
The beast sits at the root of her skull still,
Scratch-scratching her brain-stem like ghosts,
She wants to scream,
Clambers noisily around the kitchen instead,
Banging cupboard doors, slamming pots onto the counter,
Coffee.

The sun pours warm into the room,
She sinks back into herself,
Only an animal in the way humans are,
The day slides by, back to evening,
The thought-stealing blanket encroaches,
She tries to just let it come, violently,
Moon rises, sleep.