Something else is alive
  Beside the clock’s loneliness
              Ted Hughes, “The Thought-Fox”


in the gulley     wary as a
among weedstalks         her skulk
ear stiffen     vagabond hunker
in hollows     blaze of     bared teeth
rusty points     restless over-
tracking     squat among     seedhusks
white-tipped     thickets of chance
underground     shapeshifter     stumphole
crouch     sacred fur     masked
in gloaming     stalk     supple flank
sly shadow     fire stealer     picking
through crickets     dawn hush
rustle and gnaw     dusk familiar
quarry

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