feral raze his friends find him in the brush, surrounded by liberated domestic sheep. guarding the fire he's made. two rams break away from the group with an aim to intimidate the interlopers. they bend their bleats into barks. the man follows their lead, falling on all_fours. words hold no sway here. he returns to the flock, keeper of a flame only he can see, lost to those who loved him without ever knowing his headstrong heart. 250427 ... ovenbird A prayer for the feral creatures May they never blunt their rending claws May their teeth flash silver May their tongues speak death to any who would try to crush the bones of their wildness May they roar and slaver and scream May dew be the holy water that annoints their brows and a nightjar the whistle that calls them home May they sleep with the stars pulled up under their chins Dream the vat of their own power boiling And wake with firelight raging in their eyes 250428 what's it to you? who go blather from