Lupine

The destroyer performs his role

absent judgement or morals

Gleefully shredding your fragile parchments

those mortal remains of your fantasies

The wolf in him no longer cowers

Sprays his mark upon your temples

as he exits from back alleyways

Ever back to the forest

eschewing your piercing lights

Better seen as twinkling dots

embedded in distant hillsides

Always known

never to belong