think again by Linda M. Crate

you want a monster

fine,

i will embrace

my darker side;

will let the light flicker

and go out

so you can witness

a woman you’ll never feast on

with fangs and claws

my tongue will become a sword

and i will lay you to rest

blow by blow

i will rip apart your ego

until you are no longer masked—

you thought a werewolf

could defeat a damphyr?

think again,

my tongue will be your silver bullet.