wolf suit makes mischief; eats nothing.
and the walls became the world around.
in and out of weeks he sailed
to the terrible terrible.
be still, yellow eyes.
i am the king of all wild things.
i will eat you up.
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I really like this poem. I was amazed at the simplicity yet it's still powerful. And it made me laugh. :]
ReplyDeleteWhat book did you use? I really enjoy the simplicity of it!
ReplyDeleteI love it, David...especially the irony of the title. Great job!
ReplyDeleteI loved your poem! Now I want to go back and read that book. You selected great pieces from the book and created a well-written found poem, great job!
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