All the Wolves Are Lonely

isn't my puppy beautiful? I wuvs her, and I don't know any of her lupus relations. Did we all love wolves as kids? I would howl at the full moon, really embarassed the 'rents.

Why do you say all the wolves are lonely,

come growling to our doors with foamy lips

to steal away the babes and beauties?

But I’ve never seen a lone wolf track.

The snow and leaves rot over them

or the caribou run them over, defecating on that shrine -

or their own claws kick up the clods of green and crud

that carpet the pine tree, tundra clime of our cloying catharsis.

These babes and beauties that welp in spring

have become our metaphors and motifs.

Never compare yourself to a wolf, unless

your words run as long as these loping lines,

an uncontrived choreography by a troupe of bushy players.

and you are unlike them unless you sing in howlish chorus

a symphony as bright and charming and imposing as the sky.

Lone wolves are rare, apes are known to wander

one lives in any light, one believes itself master of the day,

I’ve seen a man break another’s back,

but I’ve never seen a lone wolf track.

Author's Note

did you get the sarcasm/irony in here? How's the imagery? What do you think I'm saying? (I feel like an English teacher..)

Reviews

[Andromeda]

the last line is best. it's saying, i think, that humans should be more like animals...wow, that sounds wierd. hahah, i mean animals are always in packs and never lonely, always there for each other.
anyways, yup i was one of those wierdos that howled too. i still love wolves.

[Dressed in Poetry]

I like the last two lines. It makes you think; we condemn these creatures for being "monsters" yet when you think about it... we are the ones who "break another's back". I love this.