Ride The Night.

Ride the night like the beast that it is

Knees clenched tight into its seething hips

Cracking its broken back and bleeding teeth

Head inside its open mouth tasting hot breath

Stare at eyes rolled back, black, plate-like

Heart strumming, limbs numb, creep of snakebite

Thick scaly skin will chafe you to the bone

Wrestling with this behemoth all on your own

So ride the night like the beast that it is

Without it you die and with it shall not live

© shaun patrick green 2014