on the edge of a clearing
there she sat, witnessing a dark creature
hunched-over
it did not seem so big
a mere 2 mm
the space between your forefinger and your thumb

a terrific wave
a sound struck her right below the chest
the sparkling, tingling of the stars
danced and clinched onto her body
as millions of tiny follicles of hair stood at attention

this is why we have come
stimulation
in this clearing
there is the howl
it has opened up what lies in the background