An Evening of Schemes

An Evening of Schemes

Midnight is calling again
She’s clawing at me
From the steamrolling mist

Her villainous screams
Plead from the dusk,
Her jet black eyes
Ever-bulging enraged

The day’s left to bleed
And I lose my voice
To her carnival of shadows
Her serrated raised claws
Leave me staggering in red

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