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On Predators

there was a wolf in our house
as long as i could remember
donning makeshift wool suits
when you were around
but then he got bored
made sure he got caught
ran himself out to find
new ways to misbehave
despite all the time passed
lessons learned, mistakes made
we won’t let his name roll
even quietly off our tongues
for fear we might summon
our worst nightmare
back in.

This entry was posted in Poetry.
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