maybe I dreamed we met on Halloween
because it was expected that we wear masks
both of us donning wolfskin
bearing our teeth
in an attempt to hide
our wool peeking out from underneath
wolf
Poem #197
deliciously vicious
beta wolf shows his teeth
his insubordination is personal
unlike that of omega wolf
he pictures his triumph:
he tastes the flesh of alpha wolf
and saliva drops over his lip
he savors the elasticity of meat
and bits get stuck in his teeth.
beta wolf might not be the next alpha
but the takedown is his only wish