Circling

around you.

Heh-Heh. 

I stomp and gnash in glory,

stomp and gnash, a fury,

hands held high and clapping,

revolving around you.

I’ll tear your neck little fox boy

I’ll crunch your teeth little fox boy

I’ll grind your bones little fox boy.

Disturbing up, the buttoned up, the buttoned up

of you.

A wild-hearted yearning,

a wolf’s heart beating,

burning and gnawing

all up into my bones.

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