Earth's satellite enslaved me, so I slept
Uncounted lifetimes lost between dark stars
& dreams that lasted years, but left their scars
Inside my mind alone. Though bloodthirst kept
Its tidal torment surging through my veins
A century or so, the soul-deep chill
Of cryo hibernation sapped its will
(& mine) until I woke to gentle rains.
So many months, now, in this mild green place
Without a moon … & yet I cannot sleep
For fearing I will wake as prey: these sheep
I live among wear my unchanging face.
Night after night, still flexing phantom claws,
I haunt their fields & mourn the wolf I was.