– howlin’ –

Whispers of lispers, murmurs of the night,

they have me shook, yet with no real fright.

It’s a concern though in these morning hours; I

do feel their powers, high as the towers…


and the truth is…

yes the proof is… that they are


HOWLIN’, HOWLIN’, HOWLIN’ – crying to the

moon (if you can believe it). Yes, they are

HOWLIN’, HOWLIN’, HOWLIN’, like ghosts in my

room (or am I dreamin’?). Whistles in the

dark, like works of art, distracting

me from sleep bittersweet, ‘cause they are

HOWLIN’, HOWLIN, HOWLIN’, howlin’ for me

too, yes for me too.



D.J. Whisenant


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