when the last November sun finally rose
I heard a series of primal screams
emanating from deep in the forest
an outward vibration flows
something unnatural and esoteric it seems
a shimmering angel appeared adorned with fiery florets
as December's full moon birthed a new winter night
that primal scream echoed loud
piercing every panicked heart
encompassed by a fierce primal light
that primal scream hurled a deathly shroud
keeping man and woman six feet apart
within the depths of the primal sea
swims a fearful hungry beast
adorned with luminescent scales and breathing fire
waiting to feast on you and me
stealth awaits in dim shadows at least
forever dressed in ghostly attire
that eerie primal scream
circling the primal world
we're primed to ultimately stumble and fail
like a dark and primitive dream
our human fate will always be unfurled
yet we hope to lift this primeval veil
beyond the shy winter sun
after December's long awaited cold full moon
whence winter's snow has finally come
perhaps we'll rejoice once this primal scream is done
it seems year's end can't come too soon
if madness doesn't overtake us all as a finial primal sum

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