Hunted in starlight, haunted, consumed by shadow;
Night overwhelming, all bodies awakening.
Fluttering eyes blink like butterflies, blackening-
Onyx with enlarged pupil, piercing the window.
Darting swift, sharp like icicles, through ebb and flow,
The storm has come, and the ropes are fast weakening.
Gasping, grasping, and breathless efforts quickening...
Awake again and twice as mad. Slip, slither, go!

Colorful wings slam shut, resting closed like flytraps.
Inside damp changes begin, amid the brambles-
Blackberry, nightshade, stripping oak and elm alike.
The rivulet runs wet beneath, the life it saps
Slipping away in quiet, haphazard shambles;
Orgasm and revenge kiss; love left on a spike.