Moonchild creature of cycles.
I am.

When my moon time comes
I will be trying
To stop the change to break the curse.

How could this have happened to me?
What god did I piss off to deserve this?

The moon shines brightly tonight
I sharpen my claws on my evenings meal.
Sated I look to the moon & howl.
Ohhuuuuu.

The night captures my attention
And I run.
There is so much to see, so many smells.

I scent another like me.
I seek him out.
I can feel him near.

I move and search
And eventually the sun peaks
Over the way and I become weary
Of the hunt.
I lie down.

I awaken--naked and dirty.
Blood caked in my hair--not mine.
Oh my god, what have I done???