
STRAY WOLF
beyond these woodsthere is a stray wolf running
from the winter hunt
like a shadow of life
on its ragged back
gray like the evening sky
under lonely moonlight
i will ride this night
over fields of rye
his feet will tear through darkness
until the morning stars shine
from the cold black sky
his old white fangs
shine like silver arrows
in the depth of the marches
where no humans dare
across mountain dew
where all the world lay open
his frozen breath is howling
to the fading moon
when i see the sun
glow like a ring of sulfur
we have reached the summit
i lay down to die
my journey’s done
from the human heartland
on the back of the stray wolf
to the end of life
i will rise again
in the shape of a demon
and unleash the ocean
my stray wolf
my stray wolf
CORONA
i stand alone on joshua bridgeby the traffic light
the rain feels like acid to my skin
i see a car that’s burning
its lights are like the cold
naked silver eyes of a scorpion
i follow the long road
to the end of town
to a building site left to rust
the cranes look like preachers
staring at the sky
waiting for the blessing from a scorpion
all through this night
when every thief crawls through my window
i find someone
has been walking in my shoes
i walk to the houses
high up on the hill
waiting like giants for the flood
i see through every curtain
that shadows are asleep
caught by the eyes of a scorpion
i see the stormclouds gather
and lightning strike the trees
i raise my arms toward the falling sky
there was a time when people
rushed along the streets
blinded by the poison from a scorpion
an ambulance-scream
like a cry of pain through the city
the driver is void
and his eyes are lost beyond reason
they block out the light
from the street lights that shimmer like diamonds
crowning a face
living a life with no meaning
all through this night
when every thief crawls through my window
i find someone
has been walking in my shoes
i come to the supermarket
where the floor is gone
the roof is hanging like a broken jaw
i see a long-lost child there
abandoned to the flood
his empty eyes stung by a scorpion
i walk up the staircase
to see beyond the clouds
see the horizon open up
i can see the fires
from the power plant explode
into the night like blood from a scorpion
i wade across the river
to the city cemetery
walk across the flowers left to rot
i see in every headstone
people trying to hide
they all carry the poison of a scorpion
all through this night
when every thief crawls through my window
i find someone
has been walking in my shoes
all through this night
when every thief crawls through my window
i find someone
has been walking in my shoes
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Lilou & John
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