Bay Alone At The Moon

Delightfully graphic.

scottishmomus

Lupine intensity, eyes full of fire,

Transfixed prey, on the prowl,

Keen self-absorption

On quarry to kill,

Predator may later howl

 

For hunting alone, apart from the pack,

Though separate in each identity,

Risks hunter becoming

Game for another,

No one alone is certified entity.

 

Outlaw to nature and natural ways,

Outcast from familial brood,

Danger and fear,

Paranoia instilled,

Bloodline means that you should

 

Be part of the pack, still standing alone

On hill, eyes fixed on the moon,

Remembering self,

But existing with all,

Such bay is much more in tune

 

With natural law and affinity,

Antecedents denying the need

To hunt all alone

Nor bite where you’re loved,

Nor sever the hand that helps feed.

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