Howling the pack in formation appears

Diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead

Waving us back in formation,

The pack in formation

Bowling they bat as a group

And the leader is seen - so early...

The pack on their backs, the fighters

Through misty the waving - the pack in formation

Far reaching waves

On sight, shone right

I lay as if in surround...

All enmeshing, hovering...

The milder i gaze

All the animals laying trail

Beyond the bough winds

Mild the reflecting electricity eyes...

Tears, the life that was ours

Grows sharper and stronger away and beyond

Short wheeling - fresh spring

Gripped with blanched bones - moaned

Magnesium, proverbs and sobs...

Howling the pack in formation appears

Diamonds and clubs, light misted fog, the dead

Waving us back in formation,

The pack in formation...


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