hunter’s moon
I
perhaps the stars are merely
the echoes of our howls.
light, slowly sucked
from this room
is lost inside a night
howling Anticipation !
an echo lingers.
dark pools eddy around me,
blackness rises, panic breaks
from cages locked by day.
the moon has risen now.
in the distance, movement.
creatures are gathering
to run with the ghosts.
I must leave this place, I know.
but fear leaves a trail
scented in the tracks,
bleeding in black.II
calling from the wild side
of horizons.
Over there, over There!
a twin Nature beckons
oh Siren of these days &
Kali of these nights.
I am here, I am Here!
let us go
with each passing shot
echoing off distant hills
we move
one fall closer
to the world’s edge.
one wound away
from the Great Wild.
