i twitch &
these branches
heavy with
summer
leaves
rustle
in the night
betray
position
every
sense a
new nerve
ending
ears
scan for your
usual
frequencies
pupils
contract
& dilate
grope
through
darkness
for
another
glimpse
wary
but
wanting
that
new color
that
flash of light
or
a low
growl
& hot
baited
breath
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