Written March 1 2026 for This or That Vol 37 contest sponsored by Edward Ibeh
It’s in my blood like cranberries Wolf like illness attacking me I have lupus and it has me Howling moon won’t cure disease It can kill and maybe that’s kind Rather than be ill in body or mind Lame lupine plant on green vine Where prey dances attacking spine I try to sleep but it’s no use No need for pity poetry will do Reading red words flying me away Like winged white bird on pastel page The wolf is hungry and must eat Flesh the summary of what is me Once it is fed I shall be dead But soul will rise up instead
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