Before I begin I feel you there,
The friend sat on my shoulder.
You whistle a tune, a line or two
Of prepositions and wonder.
You watch me fall and get back up
and then grow to a boulder.
Shadows creep creep creep as your teeth reach my throat
and my shoulder is missing its friend.
I knew you’d be there before you knew you’d come.
My teeth’ll use your claws to prepare.
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