amor lobo
Feb 24, 2025
moments devoured
with no care.
each
slipt neat
behind gnarled
tooth,
and sharpened fang.
lingering
over quivering lips,
hunger carves
silhouettes of desire:
tomorrow,
merely promise
pregnant with the regret
of yesterday.
I collect Spores, Molds, and Fungus.
Originally published at http://thedeprevation.com on February 24, 2025.
