I watched the bear
in the meadow
and felt no fear
a vignette
at sunset
not really a trait
a descent tomorrow
and already the night
is rough against my skin
animal misgivings
lumbering in the tall grass
the wretched unease of an eve
I watched the bear
in the meadow
and felt no fear
a vignette
at sunset
not really a trait
a descent tomorrow
and already the night
is rough against my skin
animal misgivings
lumbering in the tall grass
the wretched unease of an eve