Analysis of The Next Moonless Night

Its chain cut again…
   the demon is loose

Deep into the night,
  she hunts darker truths

The hallway’s back stairs,
  her favorite retreat

Pending daylight’s return,
  when her bite becomes weak

Then she staggers back wounded
  to shadows that call

Old blood trails lead silent  
  down that dark lonely hall

Where a door is rechained,
  and its lock fastened tight

Until a hacksaw appears
    —with the next moonless night

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2016)