Wolf Park, Circa 1996

Maybe you’re wrong
about everything
the way you were wrong
about the wolves
behind bars all those years ago—
you were sure they’d recognize you
as something wild like them
when you stepped closer
to let them look into your heart—
but they weren’t interested
in your brand of captivity
and saw no sameness in your soul.
They knew you were bullshit
before you did, and made sure
you went home doubting
that there was some kind of
transcendent spirit world
connecting everything to you—
So yes, you’re probably wrong
about almost everything—
but recalling the surprising
disapproval in those golden eyes
reminds you not to make such
sweeping and blind assumptions—
even when it comes to being wrong.






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