You hare of the night
Abroad without home darkness
Hounding at your heels
In the high branches
Sky slants towards land darkly
Join my swaying nest
Fox across the path
Softly like a dream before
Our sounds brought it back
Words likely stories
Food chain so many red paws
Love mostly of self
A world of cold stars
No food or warmth one parent
A gradual stillness
I gave you my word
You made it into data
And now we don't talk
Throwing anchors at
Shifting darkness fails to still
Myself or the world
Be animal past
a part of the passing day
Nesting into night
I am a shot fox
Bleeding out words in the wood
Once words were our stars
A bird came for tea
in and out of the window
Within a mouthful