"Smiling m..."

[Ris Yerg]

Tonight the moon
Is on its monthly duty.
It distorts shapes.
It veils the awful
Things in Moony beauty.

Bewitched by the hazy
Treacherous moonlight
This dreamy night
I lazy wander among
My messy thoughts.

For fun I try to put my
Feet upon the moving
Silver blots ...

I'm busy. I can't see
That:
Smiling monsters are
Drinking my blood.
This night.
Monsters.
My blood.