A howling heard throughout the House
Just beneath the skin Cold razor slides along
They howl As they circle the house
Away from the bustle The wind moans A feeble old man Expiring his Last, Easily overtaken By the sounds of Sex.
The beast howls Roaring round the house, Winter wolf Come to play With the chicks of April
-17.03.15_12:47- h’Haarshanns roar Fierce northern warriors Pressing back limbs Blasting the ground Chaotic new arrangements Accompanied by Bullet like pings From the skin of My mount As the clouds race Overhead
Spectral fingers Dragged across the light, Roar and shimmer Of the rolling ocean, Gentle company Sorely missed, Finally Home
Nose bitten As the teeth Flense the skin From your bones Totter along Seeking warmth Like a zombie looks for Brains