Leaving My Body

i want you
in my animal soul...

you, a solitary
lamb on the hill;
me, the wolf
watching, longing
to tear into
your sweet flesh...

but, as i approach,
you change shapes,
become a great bear,
and kill me
with one swipe
of your paw....

leaving my body
bleeding in the
tall damp grasses
that never see...

morning!

poem by Eric CockrellReport problemRelated quotes
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