From a Wolf.

I howl.
I howl up on the cliffs
To the night sky
Clouded.
Across the wicked vallies
And crumbling mountain towers
The haunted emptyness
Howls back.
The pain echos then escapes.
Forgotten.
This night will be the longest
Of all time.
For time sleeps now
And oblivion takes hold
Never to let go.