Transformations

Transformations
Written - 08/25/00

Lift this curse of the bright yellow moon
And quell my hunger into my doom
Give me life on a petal with happier fences
And be gone from my internal senses.

As I wake in a sweat and soaked
I know the time for killing is close
And I bide my time as I begin completing
The beast to be will not deplete.

My snout which once held a human nose
Gives way into teeth and a mouth unclosed
My eyes burn with the fear of knowing
Transformation''s taking place, beginning to grow.

Thunderous sounds yield from my heart
As I fall to the floor before it really starts
My pulse quickens and I feel invigorated
Giving my human shell maximum grating.

Fingernails turn temporarily to claws
As I fight to stay a conscious human doll
And hair bleeds in terminally and quick
Letting my grooming appearance change thick.

Bones creak and crack as my legs stiffen
And my arms swell as the rest quickens
I howl in absolute pain for it is almost done
Those who come near take heed and run.