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Have to keep the door closed
(after that midnight treat)
The coyote or wolf far off
(too close)
Can’t remember the plot
(salsa has tightened its grip)
upon awakening
(not at all sure of that)
the widening of the dark
I open the door slowly
to the shadows
(a strange light and likeness)

The wild animal is scarier
enclosed, inhibited
(it tears at my throat, claws
my innards - from a distance)

The pillow next to me
has no face or hair
(hope he’s living
downstairs!)
I need his warmth, his touch
(I’m shivering cold)

ALL THE LIGHTS GO ON
the bathroom
the sink
the bedroom
the hallway
the living room
the stairs

He’s there, in his chair
I tell him I need him
He says he will be along
shortly, so
I remain, reading
in my recliner
shortly waiting

then the warming begins
side to side
his hand over mine
a warmer blanket

after midnight the wolf
will wait to attack
and with waiting
he satisfies his appetite

I’m still cold at midday
but my fears sleep

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