It raises its head,

Small, nebulous

But always furious

Grievous

Precious

Emerging from a hollow within me

Plunging into a hole beyond me.

 

It raises its fangs,

Sharp, mysterious

But always serious

Spacious

Spurious

Curious

Pushing through a dark mind

Pulling into a blinded heart.

 

It raises its eyes,

Keen, delicious

But always luscious

Boisterous

Gracious

Malicious

Throwing through the red chaos

Gathering into a black order.