In Search of the Grey Wolf ~ Thursday, October 1, 2026

A knock on the door, then the doorbell rang

knell not on Saturday, Mumma called out
nocturnal not diurnal, he wakes up
only the whole cross-country team, so wrong
calling on a suitor, Vruvvi got dressed
killing time, asleep in bed, without fault

on his shoulders, weight of the world, a slap
now and then, to wake up children from dreams

the whole team loved to give him grief, they sassed
him when he forgot to wake for practice
everyone in the atrium, waiting

doors open, opportunity, backspace
on the keyboard, one step forward, guiding
only no one sees, two steps back, sea foams
remember the beauty, childhood long gone

the knock on the door, Mumma calls, times past
he remembers, running behind for work
enter the field of memory, glass pane
never to touch again, palpable thoughts

then, Vruvvi rode the train, thinks on times lost
he lacked the discipline, speed of a quark
even meditation, no help, no use

doors close, decades catch up, turn off the lights
only Vruvvi, hardheaded as ever
obeyed no one, he lived in dreams, lost hope
remember the meaning of life, before
beginning at the end, world full of hype
empty the garbage can, head in a vise
let go of all expectations, level
lift up others and self, spirit away

rapture seizes dead souls, snatch a fresh batch
answer a question, Colleen, uncivil
needs to disrupt, she sees Vruvvi as prey
given to soul-searching, misses her touch