Wolf Wail

Mythic pull to a full moon induces change to untie a knot of recognition to disrupt codes of approval in the midst of lost composure Halloween wolf mask dipped in slabs of hair fanfare of pointed ears and fangs pulled full tilt from brow to chin Some tell me, "Suited to your unruly self." Engages my animal behavior displaced when the day spins into shadows Unsettling visage shatters the calm belonging of late October Understandable wish to scream at cramped conforming to howl at what's perpetually out of reach Can't put this act down for the lunar cry we bellow is the who we are unfiltered selves that cross borders to engage the world misconstrued Poem revised September 1, 2022