Fenrir

7.17.22

I realized I had forgotten
my book and my pen
in the hot of my car
and so opened the door
to my yard
and felt a storm’s wind
blowing away
the heat of the day

In sandals I stepped
into the stream of warm wind
and it was somehow not until
I had reached the gate
that I noticed
the black dog
the wolf god
that walks in our path
with the name Fenrir
and against whom
so many blind themselves
was standing
one massive paw over my fence

And it was perhaps surprised
to find I was aware enough
for eye contact

Though, of course, surprise
is hard to read in the faces
of our inpath’s gods
Especially ones such as
Unfearing Fenrir, Nergui’s own

It may have been my own surprise
that I felt between us

I am still surprised
that I was calm
but I have heard of
the peace
that comes with the release
of agency
and what else can one do
a half-length away
from a 24 foot tall Fenrir
who is not speaking?

I do not know
if it can speak
but in the language of gods
faith	-
I understood that
this place and
this time
was not what Fenrir
has returned for

As it turned and
walked away
I stood unsettled for a while
wide aware
of Apocalypse
wandering