Werewolf
A free verse meant to be read from a different perspective. Sometimes, things don't make sense until you look back through them.
Werewolf
If I were a werewolf, I would wish we still were.
With the other werewolves, we wither, each waswolf wearing.
Wolf skins wishing they were
Whole
If I were a werewolf, I would wish we were not
Shifting shapes at the touch of silver wolf tongues.
Taste the sheep which were
Once
If I were a werewolf, I would wish we we would
Waiting for the will and the whyne and the wherewolf.
Preying on and of the passive waswolf past
Pack
If I were a werewolf, I would wish we were
Loping loups-garous galloping through the would.
Leaving the waswood lost, leaping into the willwood
Wild
-Charles Michael Averin