The Wolf Finally Frees Itself


The wolf finally frees itself,

which is to say the body
is not a body & simply an-

other curvature. It is acceptable
to grieve, but only when the vessel

is found anomalous. Lacking.
A murder of dreamscapes.

In this life, the wolf bleeds
a gun barrel. Morning sickles,

fanged & bloody.

There is no howl. A whimper,
maybe. Grief? Yes, there is

grief. I stand to one side,
let the wolf betray itself—

never violent. Never more
than what is necessary.



Cycles

Another brown body
hits the dust, / and our cries
dance,