full wolf moon
shadows at the edge of reason
pacing
howling into the lonely sanctity
of the deep winter
howling
usually fat and full
feeling the cold is unfamiliar
scared of this leanness
searching for anything
to sustain life
burrowing deep under the snow
finding fuel
for their starving souls
just enough
to last
through the full wolf moon
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