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				the wolf

balance can be so hard
	when to give
	when to receive
	   when to back away slowly
	   		and when to run

i try to be open
	to keep my arms wide
	to be there 
	to comfort
	    listen
but sometimes
     (sometimes)
	i can’t
	   i just 
		can’t
because i can feel myself draining away
	word by word
		hug by hug
				disappearing
						(into the sad)

so
    i build barriers
      gather protection
      hang garlic from my neck
      keep my fingers loaded with silver bullets
      draw pentacles while i genuflect at the cross
      and i build my house of brick

	brick by brick
	mortar by mortar 
		i get stronger
the howling wind at the door
	rendered benign

the fire, brilliant and warm, nurtures me
			         feeds me
			         preserves me

please, come in
		join me here

	there is tea set out by the fire
	there is warmth and safety 
        in my arms

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