I can’t concentrate. Jumbled thoughts lead to Unfinished consciousness. I move between scenes Like a bee flying from Flower to flower. A wolf’s dark eyes stare back at me. Can you see her? Her grey black coat Dewy with the morning rain. My emotions won’t percolate. The dam of memory Stops everything from flowing. She’s back— My wolf shadow. She runs with me From the terrors in the night. Fingers fill with adrenaline. I can do anything I want. Suddenly flying through space Like Superman. Arms by my side. They’re the only things I could count on To always be by my side. Her dark eyes grow dull. A wolf alone is a wolf doomed to die.