The Distant Howl
This curiosity of Man,
so far removed from
woodland streams
and forest dark,
so pedicured and
cleansed and combed,
his spirit lost amid
the concrete fields
and hills of glass,
his ancestral home
a distant howl
heard only in his dreams.
But when failure claims
what man has lost,
and sadness rends
the soul beneath,
and disillusion
clears the way
for abject madness
to run untamed…
from beyond the lights
he hears the call,
the distant howl
becomes a scream.
©2023 Kurt Newton All rights reserved.
Kurt Newton’s poetry has appeared in Hobo Camp Review, Heroin Love Songs and Horror Sleaze Trash. His poetry collection, Nazi Swastika Bikini Wax Illuminati, was published by Alien Buddha Press.