This is a poem book about life and emotions! The book sensitive to the moon is some of my favourite poems that I write for just for kicks and giggles. I have been trying to cut down on my writing but this had adverse effects so here I am again! In the snow there is a coyote sitting there, looking At me as I come out of my place of employment As I look it him, He turns into dog, Then he shape shifts into a wolf And then a human being As the human smiles and shows his teeth. They look like a megalodon's teeth, Sharp and thin As he lunged at me A I see that he turns back to a coyote His shadow now, shape-sifting with each Bump and snow ball I am terrified And I am frightened for this Is a cryptid A mystery monster That nearly attacked me, Submitted for approval of the midnight society This is the tale of the coyote