…Howls intensify agony
when fear moths out from depths
to make your
spine shiver colossal white bison
charges with the force of its gracefully
humped back contour of sky
and moon crescent
lights your face when you see
you have only dreams and the dark alley
where late partiers marvel how
peaceful you look and
not for response
your tongue hijacked from its verbs
the muscles of your legs refuse
to obey how can apparition stop
parade to dead end?
What phantasm stops fluidity
prairie fox bounds glowing
