The time is not certain
Neither is the place
Where the fire started
Where everything went south
We blame everyone, including
Eachother
Playing the blame game
That no one will ever win
The Great Fire
Among the Wolfs
Being tired
missing sleeping
Night after night
Waking up
For three hours
To contemplate all the things
That should have been done long time ago
Before sleeping
Watching movies or
Listening to endless podcast
The price for an hour of sleep
Is high, precious gift
When a pill can cure it all
Yes why not
What a pathetic
Conundrum
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The Creatures of the Night
The middle of the night
When the wolf
Walks into the mind
Making havoc
Catching a hen or two
Leaving before dawn
Satisfied with meat and
The pleasures of hunting
No limits
Only my tired body
Remains at the site
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Lord of the Night
The night is dark and cold
Outside no life
Inside destruction
Destruction of thing
Destruction of work
Destruction of hope
Fighting an uneven race
I know I will lose
Fighting the wolf
Inside
The hour of the wolf
Is now
Here
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