is a wrenching heavy metal refrain
framed by the crescendo and
decrescendo of screeching chords
as each incarnation transpires
with the rise of a full moon
and is reversed in its falling.
The music of werewolves
is rife with a raucous chorus
of howls and blasphemes,
a scherzo of wilding violins
and pounding kettle drums
in a thunderous blood beat.
It is burning-ripe-moon music,
rich in claw and fang and drool
and the rampage of the hunt,
a savage onslaught in which
all of your rage can be released
and your base hunger sated.
Yet when silence returns,
you can barely remember
a single note.
Appeared in Asimov's SF
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