{"sf1_id":835683,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Skin Cycle V: Stray Stars","author":"Aux Chiens","words":160,"posted_at":"2015-03-22T05:41:00.000Z","tags":["Lycanthrope","Poetry","Weredogs","Werewolf","abstract","break up","heartache","heartbreak","poem","psychedelic"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/835683-the-skin-cycle-v-stray-stars","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/835683","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=835683\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"I was made to see the stars glow cold\nLast night, in sync, \nWith a distant wolf's mourning howl--\nWalking home\nWith the nightwind at my back.\nI had to stop--\nStop, and look about\nIn bewilderment,\nTo wonder where\nThis auditory hallucination\nHad taken my memory...For then, I forgot I had\nremembered\nHow this refreshing cool of a Summer's evening\nMight be the same as a lonely Winter's night,\nWhen I told my heart to freeze--\nAnd now, how in Summer,\nIt defies me, and warms the blood once more.\nI did not see the sky\nAs it had been moments before--\nA Fire Opal of Australia\nIn a blackened sable coat--\nNo, not here, for there was only\nThe cool-crisp phantasmagoria\nOf the forbidding reaches of the Boreal.\nAnd then, all at once--\nWhat was, simply was not.\nThere was no wolf, \nNo psychedelic sky--\nJust the darkness of a Summer's night\nWith the nightwind at my back..."}