a pack

we break into the forest,
some dogs and i.
we are a pack,
one organism
with loll-eared, slaver-jawed parts.
our paws smash crunching leaves,
our feet crush brittle twigs.
we charge into the fray,
our hunting grins feral
our eyes focused miles away,
ready to bay,
to howl,
to laugh.
we are a pack.

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