Wolfpack |
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Howling the pack in formation appears
diamonds and clubs, light misted
fog, the dead
waving us back in formation,
the pack in
formation
bowling they bat as a group
and the leader is seen so
early...
the pack on their backs, the fighters
through misty the waving
the pack in formation
far reaching waves
on sight, shone right
I lay as
if in surround...
all enmeshing, hovering...
the milder I gaze
all the
animals laying trail
beyond the far winds
mild the reflecting electricity
eyes...
tears, the life that was ours
grows sharper and stronger away and
beyond
short wheeling fresh spring
gripped with blanched bones
moaned
magnesium, proverbs and sobs...
howling the pack in formation
appears
diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead
waving us back in
formation,
the pack in formation...