I woke up in the dead of night
No light, no shape, no sound but I
I was wide-eyed but saw nothing
Kneeling down, feeling around
I felt the fur of something
In total dark I felt the sleeping thing up
From tail to claws, from neck to fangs
It was the black wolf they call nothing
And by its side, I curled and lied
I died, then to sleeping soundlessly
When I woke there was nothing beside me, of course
And the world was lit and growing
But I said, 'I know you're there, I feel your stare
I feel your breathing blowing
See your gnashing teeth in falling leaves
Your beady eyes in apples glowing
Oh dead of night hidden from sight