I hear the werewolf howling at my door
I yell back at her, “I can’t do this anymore.”
I’m not terrified as I should be because
Even though she’s a werewolf tonight,
Even though she’s a horrifying beast,
She still loves and respects me
And won’t break in and kill me.
I thought my total love for her
Was more than strong enough
To face the worst of challenges.
But after she got bit by a werewolf
And became a moon-triggered monster
And killed seven people and a little girl
I could no longer be yoked to her.
She asked me to become like her
To ensure we’d always be together.
But though I still loved her despite
The monster she had become,
I had to get away from her
And her killing sprees.
But she’s not giving up
On me or our love,
And she visits me
Every full moon night.
Bob Boyd