Quick glimpses of shaggy predator
Lightning of greenish-black wolf skin
Mneblet on the wet forest bog
Cold and soot-black night wind
Cold twigs wake the darkness
Forest and ice and water
The scent of man is drawn
Into the forest floor and sand.
Down to no use
White teeth, sharpened claw
You are the she-wolf's prey
The forest's heavy calm is broken
Red blood, yellow eyes, hands
Ice drops, fire and cold
Scratches, struggles, plays, burns
Killed when she was supposed to
Wishful, dark night owl
Luck from a winged bird
Flesh and blood and moist earth
Feast on the forest table.

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