Treasure Island

Eric Ripley

(Burnaby)

Snow wolves


I can hear the wolves
Howl in the distance
The howl is suddenly
Dampened by the falling snow
In a clearing
I see the wolves howl
Perched on the slanted rock
They cry to the moon
The moon cries back
It cries with agony
It cries because of death
Death witnessed beneath it's glow
The wolves turn and howl
The snow doesn't let up
But blows harder
Through blind panic
i run
I hear the wolves howl
Only it isn't in the distance

Submitted: Thursday, March 11, 2010

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  • Emily Slm (10/23/2012 6:59:00 PM)

    Is the dude running toward the wolves, or are the wolves chasing him? (Report) Reply

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