He combs my hair
He stands to greet
He howls and guards
at full moon's bliss
I hear him
I see him
in slow motion
turning suspiciously
to ward off evil spirits
And if that isn't enough
he'll climb into my dream
his pack of four
no earth to land
he'll keep his balance
on one big branch
The wolf from Nagai
cries, some nights
he has four heads
eight eyes
Cerberus the dog has three
Bast the cat goddess
lives nine lives, at least
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Photo: Holly Lee. Detail of a scarf, a work by Kazumasa Nagai |
