I lounge in your brick house,
such stone couldn’t halt my endeavor
Now at my feet lies the corpse of a wolf
once desperate to find shelter (didn’t
know any better)
& it made a fine meal
could have suckled away its juices
for hours
Until you found me____
Were you a child, I could have revenge
but you were nervous, suspicious &
[Frankly]
ungrateful///
I did you a favor!
–LM
Wonderfully dark and visceral imagery – you transport the reader into the scene effortlessly!
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