on a man’s 50th birthday
he got his biggest wish
he became a northern rocky mountain
wolf and lived in bliss
the wolf was suicidal
when living as a man
when living as a wolf he said
“i’ll do all that i can
to live my newborn 7 years
(9 if in captivity)
with none of my residual
human impassivity”
he curled up in the sunlight
that came through the evergreens
he found a wolf to call his own
his northern rocky queen
they hunted and there was no question
of moral right or wrong
with bellies full of elk meat
he’d sing resounding songs
he’d scare away deforesters
and teenage cans of beer
had they the nerve to stick around
he’d stalk them like a deer
and when his days were up
according to our jesus,
he walked into the headlights
of a 2014 toyota prius
his knowledge of what cars were
ran dry with human blood
and as the tires screech too late
and as he feels the crushing weight
and as his body abdicates
he knew that he was good
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