Of Wolves Dancing
written by: Tea Solon
my words are a pack
of wolves running on the pages
of dead forests in search
of their alpha in search
of me howling to the moon
in literary desperation for a clue
a scent for direction
a sound for home
my canines lose a tail
a tooth a sense of existence
along the banks of a paragraph
following cursive dances
on the silent growls
of forgotten spaces
of invisible lines
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