Black wolf, naked night-hunter,
You crouch in the corner and growl.
Your howling eclipses my pleas
and the sharp glasses rip open your mouth
with the quick surge of an eagle's anger.
You dark spirit, trying to hide the blood
and spill it on me in rage;
Baring your hard jaw and black hair,
while your crawl, trying to see the moon,
once you told me that
the moon was in my eyes.