Alone in our bed
with a cartoon dream
and your secret scent

Unforeseen parting
you left me this gift
my image of loss

A tired coyote
forever falling
through my desert floor

His ravenous shape
a hole far too black
for mere light to pierce

A forgetful tongue
probing the chasm
where sharp teeth once grew

What did I leave you?
highway running free
and wings to take flight

As I lay waiting
in this lupine form
for your next anvil