Lupa, shake your fur and
stretch for the night is here
let the hubris shed from you
like peeling skin
make way the fang and paw
forget the words of men
dew scent drop
drop
drop
un-tame and be wild again
remember your ways
eat them raw
blood and bone
titles and decorum
words like chains
imprison you no more
the wood waits
and knows its own
of death and life
rot and stone
