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White Wolf - Eyes of the World
It was a blazing hot summer day when The-Wolf-Man-Sometimes-Known-As-Don-Wilk-And-Other-Times-Known-As-Don-Wolf-But-Will-Be-Henceforth-Known-As-Don-Wilk-Because-Don-Wolf-Is-Bald-And-A-Drama-Queen stepped out of his wolf-shapped igloo, a big smile on his wolven face.
A wind blew through the area and he quickly cried into it before heading off to go do some HOT YOGA in the woods. (Cam stayed back at home and listened to Ritchie Blackmore's guitar solos for 7,000 hours while drinking Deep Purple because this HOT YOGA ritual of Don Wilk's always creeped him out to no end.)
The spot where Don Wilk went to perform his HOT YOGA was secluded from the rest of the wilkerness. (Yes, I said 'wilkerness') There, he could be all alone. The very thought of which excited the Canadian wolfman because he was fucking obsessed with every aspect of the act of being 'alone'.
When Don Wilk got to his very favoritest spot in the woods where he could perform his HOT YOGA ritual,
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
Red Riding HoodI want to believe people so badly when they say they won’t bite
that I contemplate climbing into their smiling jaws
thinking that it might be better to be split in two than left hanging.
But always, I draw my red hood and flit back into the forest
running in the shadows of pathways, never stepping into clearings
because I’ve spent my whole life in the wilderness
and I still can’t tell the wolves from the woodsmen.
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