--Wolf Change--

Corsair of the wood
discard your skin
your pallid, worm-like vulnerability
corsair of the wood
exchange your skin
for pelt of dun
and brindle luxury
a penetegram is burning
in your eyes
a soft, pale twists
of wolf bane
squeeze your heart
a grinding pain
is writhing in your thighs
the crunch of bones
proclaims the changes start
pirate if the flesh
throw back your head
and part your jowls
to sing a lunar song
the forrest paths are dark
the night is long