Sneak between fleshy folds
of this murky night
and fasten your listening
to the beat of your breath.
with your broken confidence.
As a wolf with a blistered paw,
you rock him in your lap
until he dozes and snores away his ills.
Allow the death of silence
to devour your devils; rip into
their muscles with eager fangs,
a grand demolition
with teeth and jaws; lip-smacking gusto
and grease at the corners of a glutted grin.
Ravaged, your innards gouged out
like a rotting squash, relieved
of all that was not forged
from your bones or blood.
You rise, lock eyes
with the pale light
of a new moon.