Wednesday, December 30, 2009


I back into the darkest crevices
of this cave
and hold my breath
scared to make the slightest sound.
I can feel you out there
hunting me
sniffing the air for my scent
following it here
where I hide from you.
a shadow casts
across the opening
and I can hear the
faintest steps
being laid upon the snow.
the tiny hairs on my neck
rise like saluting soldiers
calling for their master.
my heart beats with such thunder
I’m sure that it may cause an
but that’s a better option
than being out there in the wild
and being hunted by you again.

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