Wolf Moon
Pack of wolves
Ghouls of survival
Howl in perfect wind pitch
Like old women
Out there somewhere
Collapsed in the woods
Sobbing from an unbearable accident
Time shall not reverse
True predator
A Super Moon rises
From the backside of a lake
Leaping
Over the banks of silver cloud hedgerows
Like a panicked galactic deer
Running for its life
Looking back at me
With astonishment
As if to say
Run you fool run!
Copyright © Robert Trezise Jr. | Year Posted 2022
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