Moon sinks, come awake,
With bars blurry in mind, still half-man half beast,
An unthinking thing, like waking dream, sleepwalks,
In mind’s eye,
Reach for coherence- fail,
Growl or swear or something in-between,
Teeth too big for mouth.
She shakes off the last vestiges of her transformation,
Aware of her nakedness once more- she clothes
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- Erulisse (one L)
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It perfectly evokes that feeling of coffee bliss, when you're bleary-eyed and grumpy and then you take a sip and just... chill. Good work :)
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