next to starvation
that sits the way the dog
paces alongside a coyote
scrawny and sharp
the sand coated shadow
that rises at evening and strikes
hollow howl in the dark.
The tracks are the same
broad padded marks
across the desert.
Once it's gone who can say
one was not the other.
The sweep of the tail
says little but the teeth
and the wail against the whimper
explain the fear of the night.
The dog will sit and be satiated
some stolen treat satisfies.
The sullen coyote skulks
skin stretched over skull
and starvation raging inside
his shaking bones.
To look at you
is to hunger.
To love
is to starve.
2 comments:
Wow, i love your work, it's so deep and meaningful. I can really relate to your writing and I would love to see more. You are very talented!! Perhaps you could write an explanation of your writing, so other bloggers can understand and relate more. I would love to find out more about your choices when it comes to writing! :)
Please visit my blog, I would love to hear some constructive comments from you! :)
Thanks for the compliment. In this poem I was really dealing with the sort of sexuality that certain people just exude- without any substance behind them. It's like eating fairy food-delicious to the eye but gives nothing to the stomach. That's where the imagery of starving came from. As for the contrast between the coyote and the dog- there's always a tension between the tame and the hunter.
I will wander over to your blog for sure.
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