The Carnival Moon

Behold, the Carnival Moon,
Huge in the sky,
Full, of course;

Werewolf dreams happen here.

Behold, the Carnival Moon,
Reflected light, we’re told.
But it reflects like the kind of magic mirror
For which any faerietale would give its eyeteeth

(you know faerie tales have teeth, right?)

Behold, the Carnival Moon,
Surely inhabited,
Surely alive itself,
Surely winking at you.

Behold, the Carnival Moon,
Beloved companion of eventide,
Smiling down on us with love and approval
At our merry gambols and feisty frolics.

Behold, behold, BEHOLD the Carnival Moon;
Why don’t we worship Luna anymore;
What is possibly more ravishing?

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Jeff Mach is an author, playwright, event creator, and certified Villain. You can always pick up his bestselling first novel, "There and NEVER, EVER BACK AGAIN"—or, indeed, his increasingly large selection of other peculiar books. If you'd like to talk more to Jeff, or if you're simply a Monstrous Creature yourself, stop by @darklordjournal on Twitter, or The Dark Lord Journal on Facebook.

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