The Void

the void

i am a fox with no home
hunting
without quarry or hunger

the need receding in time and
distance
until my world is cold
in the vast void of       forever

i will go out now
and make a tent of sticks
walk backward from the dying flame
the furious blaze like passion     ending

yet one ember will still burn
without heat
and return
like a cold moon on my horizon

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