Seething, toiling, snarling within;
a black shadow curling around the edges forced away with society’s wishes.
Teeth bared, claws dug in
a wolf of smoke and darkness
stares out to anyone peeking within.
Wild, feral, horrible as Sin,
the people step back in fear.
The recoil of the beast is unwanted
its spirit bound by broken trust,
an unwanted thing grown into unruly lust.
But how we forget that wolf was once a pup curious, foraging and giddy with freedom. Wrong, hateful, worth shoving aside,
he was bound by other’s damnation to abide.
A force so strong it cannot be tamed dances again with passion’s flame unbind it, unbind it!
the howl within rasps,
our heart bleeding and empty without what’s been cursed as Monstrous.
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A Reference: Norse Mythology by Neil Gaiman (Goodreads)
Monstrous, a poem – Rebecca Boatwright (writer)