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On the Air
by Laura Via

Monday, January 12, 2004

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You've been here ... for the ground
is permeated with your scent. It
reeks where your seed has befouled
the land. Missed your mark again,
I see!

Yet ... I pity you, even if only slightly.

There was a side that shined like
the full moon, silver and glorious.
No longer, for it has been shadowed,
eclipsed by something more hideous.

You unleashed something within me,
set loose the beast within me and
now I run rampant through the streets
at night. I wreck havoc upon the
world, stealing children's souls and
eating flesh and relishing in the taste
of blood upon my tongue.

Now there is a flavour that is unique.
No, not the blood ... but the flesh.
Raw or cooked, however raw is best,
that way they can watch as you
eat them, disembowl and feast.

Smell the fear upon the air ...
Yet, here all I can smell is you
upon the air and I seethe.

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