Rides, ramblings and rants on a motorcycle.
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12.16.2019,4:57 PM
On Both Sides
On Both Sides
It was the same dream
so many times over
The last five decades.
But recently.....
Not in a long time.
Running on all fours,
Branches and leaves
Snapping and sliding
Along my body.
Breathing hard and fast
Tongue slipping from my muzzle
With each labored breath.
Odors stronger and sharper
Than ever before.
Each paw hitting the ground
In asymmetrical gait.
The rush of oxygen through my lungs
Fueling my body.
A sense of Fear,
Excitement,
And urgency.
Loping through the forest
branches reaching for my skin.
And a howl breaks loose
From my throat
While I stand still,
Between quick catches of breath.
Ears erect
And a nose full of aromas
Of life around me.
I am enveloped.
I sing a song
Of aloneness
The howl echoes
Off the mountain sides
And comes back to haunt me
Asking if I am human
Or canid.
And my answer
Crawls on the human skin
And the fur I wear.
I am me.
That no one knows
Not even myself.
Labels: Poetry
