the fox nipped at my back
seated as I was
waiting
she danced behind me
cantering sideways from
my left to my right
swinging
back and forth
grabbing at my shirt in
the passing once
catching my collar
and I could feel the small
determined teeth on the knot
of bone jutting from my neck
I waited as the dance turned
from nervous to playful
still cautious
and spiked with warning
I continue to wait to face
and nuzzle this fitful
magnificent being.
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