Wolf and Man

Wolf and Man

Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

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Status: Finished

Genre: Poetry

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Summary

What I imagine it to be like to hold a curse
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What I imagine it to be like to hold a curse

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Submitted: September 30, 2011

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Submitted: September 30, 2011

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Upon the moon the dew does form

I run,

I run till I can no more

My instincts, smelling, listen, quiet

 

I hunt the prey as many before

I Plan,

I plan my attack and move

My senses, guiding, driving, salivate

 

The dear doth run and stop to eat

I pounce!

I pounce and sink my sharp teeth

My hunger, heightened, kill, devour.

 

My life is still and peace does descend

I transform,

I transform back to a tortured shell

My life, changed, curse, bound.


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