I can't sleep here
anymore

because the night
having turned from prey
to predator
will surely eat me
as I slumber

in return for my hunt of it,
though it will tell itself
that consumption of me
is right for things I have done.

In the lucid moments
when this predatory place and time
do not cover me up
I tell out loud how I need harsh places
with snakes and coyotes
I need not fear.

10/23/2006

Posted on 10/24/2006
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