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drugged, doped, and rabid for death in the clearing -This place is not a place of honor. Wait in perfect fear the form of the edge of the door with needle teeth, the intruder wolf circle to encircle at once sleeping fingernail and finger-flesh was all chaparral, slavering mouths, the sound of no sound. What is here is dangerous and repulsive to us: palmate meaning their leaves like hands, soil, blue and lavender, and part of a system of messages about danger. Smell, approaching boldly, on the border of a powerful culture who -- clearings belongs to wolves-utter another word, Wild lupine. The howl is silent, to point. Rabid. They are real piss. This message is a warning: write about coyotes. This places is a message: the pale-yellow sun, the wolf across the Iron Curtain, a bulldog made of raised scruff, slavering, reach to wolves, and utter no word. Hypodermic needles, lupus, lupo, lupine, lunula. The mind eats the mind. The howl is not in the howling. We drove through dusk, and it can kill not-real wolves, the miniature moon, temptation to never filter the sun. Expert Judgement, like a dog after the howl to the lupines, snuffles in the needle teeth dripping who whimpers the pines all night. Agnieszka Krajewska

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