Night Watch. - By Ugwu Erochukwu Shedrach

moloch- demons with goldhorns.
 filth.
sordid
hallucinations in this city's alley,
 with blind eyes. she is cold.
she is soft like silk.
she is fragile like china. she is a rose-
her head is buried in
her mind, she has howled
led at midnight.
she has conversed with the moon,
 bitten by hysterical teeths.
she has died in machine hearts. she
has been plucked unripe.
she is a girl.
she is human or do
you think otherwise?

©Ugwu Erochukwu Shedrach


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