The Wolf

old gymnasium, c 2011, EE
 “Triclops?”         January 2011, c. EE

The Wolf

Night—
palpable as a caress—
brings to me faces,
dreams and memories
to people my solitude—

unwelcome company,
feeding the monster
of discontent
that howls at my door
and prowls below the windows.

c. 2004, EE

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