Bear

Bear When you bear-hug darkness You do not see bears from bushes And where the earth ends And the dark of the sky begins. Your bicycle s balance fails and There is white fear in your bones And you do not see the bear Only the whiteness of its teeth. 

Bear When you bear-hug darkness You do not see bears from bushes And where the earth ends And the dark of the sky begins. Your bicycle s balance fails and There is white fear in your bones And you do not see the bear Only the whiteness of its teeth.  Less