Monday, 29 of August of 2016

David Albano – Little Red Riding Hood Is A Liar


 
 
 
 
(Diamond Lake Ontario)

I snap upright
smell of thick dark
slumber dissolves
skin tingles
ears prick

a deep howl
shimmers about my tent
less conquered
and more myth
than the moon
I can only
imagine the source

eyes squeezing shut
black snout pointing
triangle ears furled
moonlight bristling
on rust-gray fur
rocking back on haunches.
cavern mouth
rib cage contracting
drenching
the night

there is nothing new
about this
except
I am here to know

it
wakes me
I move
through the rite
of this howl
emerge holding
an untouchable
gift

David Albano
May-June 2001 Earth First!


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