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 far 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