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Lycanthropy

by Martin Bailey

 

I am a coiled spring

in the celestial timepiece,

of the earth, the sun, the moon.

I am a servant of your rotation.

 

In a silent sky, black as onyx,

I sleep in peace,

but as the clock strikes full moon,

I ache with the restlessness

of a tortured man.

 

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Sunday 3rd March 2013 6:15 pm

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