Edge of Wolf
by Tim G. Young
edge of wolf
howls and howls past
sunflowers and skeletons
raging bending rivers
clouded in a shroud of soldiers
tasting weapons in mouth
knick knacks stare from shelf
continue to dance in dark
when humans go away
wolf glances deep in crevice
sun hides frightened tear drops
explosions drifting out of tune
sprouting like mushrooms
mind sets turn on televisions
test patterns like
foot prints in sand
ask no questions until
edge of wolf parks last cigarette
in red fire zone
blood on handles curdles
like no chance in ancient alleys
X marks spot
in curious driveways
across america
silence spreads like rumors
darkness my old friend
coughs hard and fast while
white wolf slices fresh petals
deep in disturbed lakes
motionless memories glide
hiding in turmoil
faster than hell
not to be found
crushing dinosaur bones
until wolf turns back
gripping knowledge by the throat
struggling past pain
sunflowers and skeletons
nowhere to run
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This smacked me upside the head ("haid" in certain rural Virginia dialects): "silence spreads like rumors" *
That's awesome, Mathew, thanks.
nowhere to run
"hiding in turmoil / faster than hell"
Nice!
Always thanks to Gary and Bill.
*Amazing images, language, rhythm, Tim.
i am gifted to have such support, Nonnie