The daylight dissipates, fade away, retreats
While a serial killer roams the street,
whom lizards chased and mosquitoes preached,
as the scene of crime lay washed in bleach
The night permeates, polymorphic and pensive,
prejudiced , prerogative, comprehensive
the elemental design
that which is, the promise of moonshine
Mesmeric murderer armed with a gun
At the break of day on the run
The serial killer this full moon tonight
Perched pretty atop the twilight
As lovers poets and werewolves alike
their humble self like embers of lignite
breathe life at the touch of moonlight
left enough for some yonder night
The Serial Killer
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