The Dark Traveler

the night sky is oilier than usual
he trips beneath the hound of darkness
runs his hand over her belly as she passes overhead
moon companion moon
both turn to hear her shudder
a-wooo a-wooo
and answer her
in one lone voice
and in timber of wolves and coyotes
with a fine whine coming from two campers roasting marshmallows
the traveler pauses
the hound continues on


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