Another moon (sherry redo)

Guns and boots
Snapping dry wood beneath
Howls of the hounds
The chorus of their blood lust

My heart to kill
A maddening thirst
That devious maiden
But another to reminisce

I write to God
And all my appeals in vain
For I am a monster too
One to be butchered in the dark

With another moon to seek,
The true lines of her light of her orb
But the hounds draw in close
And I am certain of my demise

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