jackal

Dear you,

I am stuck in a sharp fence

The barbs bury themselves in my flesh

It hurts. I move forward, pushing harder

I will die here

That's ok

It’s warm out, fluffy white clouds brush across the sky

I smell a sweetness from over a hill, berries maybe

There is a fence in my way

My paws pound over the soft green grass, i am chasing

I see them dart over a bluff

I will not catch them now

But i might

I run faster

I am howling, it means nothing

Does that bother you

What would it mean if it meant anything?

I am sure you tell yourself a story about my sound

But to me it is nothing but what it is

As shallow as a stone

As high as the sky

As low as my feet

I am howling and it means nothing

What greater meaning is there?

I stop

I smell a sweetness from over the hill

My paws pound over the soft green grass, i am running

I dart over a bluff

they will not catch me now

But they might

I run faster

I am sleeping

I am dreaming

I smell a sweetness from over the hill

There is a fence in my way