full moons always screw with me
mess with my brain misfire synapses
spontaneous reckless choices
set me up with moon beam troubles
stay in full moon nights once badly beamed
twice shy and only fool me once
hiding inside protective tin hat on head
garish crucifix around neck holy water sprinkled
watched YouTube videos none with moons
you may think I’m nuts for what I did
me under full moon you’re probably right
frantic loud knocks on my door sweet girly voice
help me please help me I’m dying of thirst
goth woman maybe 22 that dark eye makeup
kinda scary looking in morgue black clothes
obscene dental worked fanged teeth
pierced everythings on her face
unforgettable horror movie smile
could I give her a drink of water
trickster full moon clouded my mind
forgot to be wary of strangers
especially vampiric-looking ones
you know how they always say
trust your instincts listen to that small
voice inside of you when it says
something like MAYDAY! MAYDAY!
because of those damn full moon
beams my instincts and small
voice offline needed a reboot
forgot how to do because
transformed into mindless lunar loon
turned my back to get her a glass of water
good deed punished goth girl had gun
shot banged loudly bullet in my back
passed me out losing a lot of blood life exiting
goth girl rummaged my apartment stole all my goods
and my beloved 2001 Dodge Ram pick up truck
ex girlfriend neighbor heard shot
despite nasty break up still had a heart
drove to the ER few minutes up the street
me close to dead bleeding on car’s upholstery
mumbled an I’m sorry before passing out again
died on the examination table temporarily
rose out of my clinically dead body
astral traveled to the moon kicked its ass
okay I’ll admit it hallucinating but when the paddles
slammed me back to life damn It felt real
like sweet revenge on the moon
the murderous evil goth girl drove my ram
into a garbage truck ironically
probably drugged up and mercy mercy
unlike me clinically than terminally dead
presumably woke up in a dark goth hell
I miss my truck
Bob Boyd