Send us Wolves

On the water

dissidence

send us wolves!

soldiers in black shorts

 

they do not care about us

so, know no comfort

see no redemption

because a heavy curse

is drawn into the swells and breaks

 

later in dark streets

they crash down

insistent

territorial

 

chemical-reactions

floating on the surf

coming-together

like the pack

absorbed

into violent waves

 

something has gone wrong

someone is turned out

driven to the sand

outside of the mist

bloodied

 

the wolves rise and sink

with the sun

 

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