Prey
Conversations with Poets
inspired by Lady Nire
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...she finds herself
on the unbeaten path
her broken figure
cutting the icy air
as she runs
without breath
yet tireless
until she is welcomed
by the trees
and the chattering
of the forest
covered in darkness
her presence hid
from the unkind world
collapsing
her back now
against an old oak...
her sobs reaching
the waiting ears
of the wolf
who tonight
is away from the pack
hunting alone
prowling
its blood boiling
its itching teeth
ready to devour
the prey it hears
calling
in the wilderness
... she watches
as the wolf
emerges
from the shadows
its mouth
full of daggers
ready to carve
her young flesh
she has no fear
as it inches forward
its breath felt
on her skin
she closes her eyes
prepared to die...
the wolf
ready to pounce
on the girl
this daughter of Eve
whom its mother
the moon
has delivered
for its meal
the wolf
opens it jaw
drawn to the throbbing
of the girls neck
the pulse
suprisingly slow
as it prepares
to sink its teeth
and scratch
its primal itch
...the girl feels
the wolfs hot breath
upon her neck
and tilts her head
and makes her offering...
the wolfs mouth
pressed against
the girls neck
teeth breaking
hairless flesh
it tastes her blood
WAIT
the wolf hears
in the drumming
of the girls blood
... the girl feels
her flesh break
and her life
begin to pour out
then nothing
she feels the wolf
now nuzzling
her hand
it presses against
her side
then lays down beside her
its eyes seek hers
and the girl knows
tonight she is safe
her spent body
seeking warmth
she wraps her arms
around the wolf
and safely sleeps
and at last
can dream
of a new tomorrow...
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