my dream last night… poem & story…
alone out there…
just meat… just prey…
I feed my two wolves… one red… one grey…
the fence a lie…
just meet… just pray…
away my two wolves…
one red… one gray…
I was in a backyard—
fenced in…
familiar…
from childhood…
I felt younger…
In a place
that remembered me…
Still—
I climbed the fence…
On the other side—
the woods waited…
too close for comfort…
Then the red wolf came—
Big…
Hungry…
All teeth and motion…
No hesitation—
just intent…
I barely made it back over the fence—
It stopped there…
snarling…
growling…
measuring the distance…
Then it faded…
back into the trees…
Silence pressed in…
I climbed again—
slower this time…
Quieter…
Tiptoeing…
The gray wolf appeared—
Not loud…
Not rushed…
Focused…
It ran at me—
closing the gap…
I reached the top of the fence—
just in time…
It stood there—
head tilted…
eyes steady—
as if I was already chosen…
as if I was meat…
Then the red one came back—
Side by side now—
watching…
Thinking…
They didn’t jump…
They searched…
They found a hole—
The fence was a lie—
They were already in—
Now they were with me—
Nothing between us…
That’s when I woke myself up—
Enough…
for tonight…
…….⟂→||→🌲…….<3?→x…….2W→(R)(G)…….|=|→≠…….→🤝→🙏…….↩︎2W…….R→G’…….🚶♂️🌙→🌲…….🥩→🎯…….🐺🐺→🔴⚪…….🚧→🪞❌…….🤝→🙏…….🐺🐺↩︎…….🔴→⚪’
Listened to the album… And Out Come The Wolves… by Rancid… while writing..
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