Eric Cockrell


Carnivore - Poem by Eric Cockrell

carnivore...
i dance round your fire...
pant 'neath your image,

bare my teeth,
moan and growl!
your darkness calls,

the distant beat of the drums.
owl, and shadow,
the trees bow in awe!

Loba,
i answer your call,
my flesh, your fury,

and the coming storm!

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 27, 2011



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