Uncle

I am a faerie, absorbed in the daylight hours,
while the moon is resting and the leaves are dry
and golden.

i am a wolf, blazen-eyed and howling,
choking on stones that scar my throat,
it burns.

i am a secret, locked like an enchanted tale
that you can only dream about.
storytelling.

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you are an angel, with blackened wings
and musky smells.

heaven can restore you,
if you submit yourself to its powers.

it's your only saving grace,
farbror.