Aug 2014
I have no pack
I have no mate
these howls I make
for my own sake
I do not hunt
I do not prowl
that which I want
lost in tomorrow
This wilderness
I roam alone
nothing to miss
nowhere is home
I have no mate
these howls I make
for my own sake
I do not hunt
I do not prowl
that which I want
lost in tomorrow
This wilderness
I roam alone
nothing to miss
nowhere is home
(M/Detroit, Michigan)
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