THE ANIMALS

Coyote

Witch Dog . . .
Give me your night
The shatter of sinews
The split of flesh
The creeping of the wind in your veins

Brush Wolf . . .
Give me your shadow
Swallowed in spectral sage
Silent phantom ruler of the range
Give me the rip of the howl in your throat
Give me your gold wax eyes

Live . . .
Tomorrows teeth in your spine
Hunger hounding your belly

Run . . .
Your round glass mind mirrored in the moon

Remain . . .

Remain . . .

Witch Dog . . .
Give me the beat of your blood


©Edwina Peterson Cross