Leaving My Body
i want you
in my animal soul...
you, a solitary
lamb on the hill;
me, the wolf
watching, longing
to tear into
your sweet flesh...
but, as i approach,
you change shapes,
become a great bear,
and kill me
with one swipe
of your paw....
leaving my body
bleeding in the
tall damp grasses
that never see...
morning!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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