The wolf's howls awoke me.
Its sounds were haunting.
Why is he calling thee?
What was he wanting?
Was his cry of pain?
What was wrong with this bloke?
Out of the bus I came,
Along with a vape to smoke.
The night was still dark
There was no moon in sight.
Should I disembark?
Would this make it right?
So I took a great big puff
Blew the smoke in the breeze.
The wolf could smell the stuff.
The aroma seemed to please.
He stopped howling then.
Became as quiet as a mouse.
A hit I took again.
That's when the wolf was at my house.
RAH 5/10/2019
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Filters via Photoshop.
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