Wayne Leon Learmond

Rookie (12th March 1963 / Liverpool)

Blood Brothers - Poem by Wayne Leon Learmond

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BLOOD BROTHERS
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Within the darkness
I walked,
past street lights lit
To light the way,
they did their bit

The streets were empty,
devoid of life
but for a black cat there
whose teeth
like steak knives

pierced the neck
of the rat
he'd caught

A vampiric
feline sating on
dinner he'd sought

His green
eyes locked
on my eyes,
brown

I turned away
looked down
at the ground

'So sorry to disturb you, '
I whispered you see

For I knew him
and he knew me

Many times we'd meet
on full moon nights
Two hunters with a
disregard for life

To a back entry
I made my way
Followed by the cat
who would always stay

with me,
when the moon
was bright

for the curse of the wolf
I could not fight

And so it was,
as it had been before
Falling to my knees
I began to roar

Witnessed only
by the black cat see
Gazing from the dark
at this
lycanthropy

Change from man
to demonic entity
The urge to kill
burned deep within me

Raw flesh I sought
my prey to seek
Be they strong
OR BE THEY MEEK

Running down the streets
and the back alleyways

Saliva dripping
as I hunt my prey

Chronic urge
coursing through my veins

As the moon shines down
upon my body and mane

Whoever comes across me
this cold, dark night
you'd better run
IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE

A silver bullet
fired from your gun
Anything less...
AND I WILL HAVE FUN




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{c}2009
Wayne Leon Learmond
BLOOD BROTHERS
All Rights Reserved


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, June 13, 2010



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