In The Night

… a sun wolf standing …

I drink wine and then
two years later I think of the memory
but before that
I run out of wine

More comfort in the reading of the past
No, more in the bottle
a sip

The hunger to awaken
what was there
a crescent moon
a sun wolf standing
a scream from there, far away

The will is not strong tonight
I desire it all
past and future
food and bile
eggs and shit

It’s out of me
the cunning
in the night
I can feel it

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