It took days to fix the broken. Now...the last of the wounds have been shut. Something is coming on August 29th, 2017...and the debut of a new Shadow Wolf. A creative poem for now to stir your thoughts.

Thanks to my sentient stupid fat fluffy or fuckhead ex boyfriend and his fucking chew/fuck toy...you both ain't the inspiration...you're the energy. He would tell me that his favorite number was four...so I grabbed four albums, four tracks and created this special poem to mark the occasion...for four future videos.

"Betraying a trust is a must in your mind
The agenda's just business as usual
Remember the imbecile the fire's they light
Cities smolder with the innocent victims.
I hope you live
To see the day
When your world comes up in flames
And as you die
You see my face
You're the only one to blame
I put my faith in god and my trust in you
Now there's nothing more fucked up I could do
Wish there was something real wish there was something true
Wish there was something real in this world full of you
The Prescient, the Nascent
The quotient (They all will fall)
The Cystic, symbolic, condition (Systemic)
Egregious, replete with
These lesions (Contaminate)
Succumb to the selfish
Creation (Your failure)

Blood for blood and eye for an eye
Call of the wild
Fear in your eyes
It's later than you realized

I feel a change
Back to a better day
Back to the meaning of wolf and man
The negative one...and me"

-Shadow Wolf (6/-6)