The loss of a love feral and unbroken tears from me mid-breath.... The energy shifts the moment I dare to surrender... like stepping off a cliff and realizing too late there is no ground waiting for me. A wolf circles the same ruined thought again and again, ribs showing, eyes lit with defiance, refusing mercy, chewing on memory like bone. Now it howls inside my skull, a salt-thick sound I can almost taste, raw and endless, echoing through every place you once touched... and every place I set on fire to survive..
An1, 2025