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Wolf

I awoke as a tinder wolf

growling

a cut shawl man

dreaming of scarf’s

that left the world

drifting on infinite

dependency

I know I have

to wash

my human on

there are cigarettes

to be sung

could I be

a long shank man

a conqueror

or magician

No I am tinder wolf

howling,

hunting more

tobacco

Walking silent

forever

an assassin

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bruce-ruston

Published: Feb 27, 2015
LinesWords: 2362

Tags: #life #wolf #cigarettes #tobacco

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