phantom limb every hick in a pick-up is you borrowing one every scabby Honda Fit every laugh a little too loud around a corner haunted, an amputee or; you have the body and I have the rotting skeletal fingers glittering with gems no warmth in a dragon’s horde no breath from a terrified princess and a raped inner child she wanted the wolf and she got him he picks his teeth with the antler chandelier it wounded him when it fell a grinning skull a wendigo a howl no one answers a baby no one changes a woman no one loves horses, freedom’s symbol tucked inside on a false second winter insulated and claustrophobic seeds and sawn timber waiting she wants to move, a habit the men demand a certain shape cast my spells and watch them fly easy come, easy go the only hitch the desire that just won't quit a river runs through it ice smashed and swans sailing wild women, rest in the white ready for the rise wood ducks under the tide quiet, paired, and building a wolf without a mate caught beneath, howl, and writhe
