Messenger of Night

The flesh between my teeth
Slid from my initial probing bite
Like the sensual slithering of a raw oyster

The messenger of night

In this place with no moon or sun,
No time of day or season,
The light of morning seeps in
By common consensus

I see, I heard
I see, I heard

The messenger of night



Credits
Writer(s): P. Emerson Williams
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