Friday, February 8, 2008

ears down tail down

ears down, tail down,
crawl back into your den.
Lick your wounds and
curl up, whimpering.
The returning sun
will return your will,
another night
crawl out to howl:
mad for the moon
call for longing,
long for calling,
cry to the sky
what you desire.
But rest tonight,
preserve your strength
and make the next
the one you fight.

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