Delisted Wolves
Flecks of silver trickle through hostile grounds. Consigned to a footnote by the fervour of unbridled prey too quick to hunt. Defamed. Deprived. Defiled. Invisible
wolves
Fenced In
You roamed amongst the distant glens and lochs, Untamed in your ascendency and pride; Traversing pristine firths and folded rocks, An apex that was grey
Where the Wild Things Are
The sky lit up with careless ease, We left you as we fled the scene. A distant whisper in the trees, The sky lit up