Wolf's Cry, Stars and Clouds

I stood there staring at what I thought was my world, but I was so wrong. It was the universe. I had spent all my time just staring at the universe! And I stood there staring at this cloud. Was it a cloud? Can there be clouds at night? Transparent ones I mean. But then that would mean that during the day the only way to see a cloud is to have sunlight reflect off of it. I don’t think this happens. But maybe it’s those weird star clouds that are really pretty in those science pictures from NASA. I don’t know. SHIT a shooting star! No just a bug flying by in the yard light. That’s a fast moving bug. Wow. Then I tilted my head back down and wondered how long I had been standing there. And I realized that my ear buds from my IPOD felt like cotton balls and I could hear them move in my ear canals: SWWWOOOOSSSHHHH SWWWIIIIISSSSSHHHH. Weird. Then I realized the music I was listening to was that African band. I can’t remember. But I could feel every beat of the music. I titled my head back again and stared at the universe. I felt every muscle relax, my fingers and hands start to disappear, my body became loose and I swayed with the winds and I felt warm, so warm. Everything inside of me became still. Except for my heart; my heart it beat so fast and strong. I felt it push life through my veins. I opened my eyes and it was like BAM! STARS. I felt every slap, tap, and thump of the hands of the conga players. My head rocked and tapped back and forth to the music, so my hips followed and I wanted to dance the night away to this African band. I noticed that my glasses fogged every time I breathed out, felt the air and I become two again instead of one as we once were, if only for a moment. Even though I used you, air. I felt you leave me, air. My glasses fogged every time and it was like fading away into…nothing. And then I realized I was standing there, staring at the universe, staring at the sky. I looked down the horizons and saw a single bright star. Like a flashlight in the sky, shining right at me, from so far away. I think it’s a planet. But why do planets shine so bright? Are they balls of light, like the sun? That doesn’t make sense. They reflect moonlight but not sunlight? Why are they so bright? Why this one? Not twinkling from atmospheric gases or lack thereof, but bright and still, solidarity becoming it. So conspicuous of all the night’s gems; why? Is it like that of the transparent clouds that only reflect sunlight and not moon light? Well, I mean to say is it the opposite, this planet-star, of the transparent night time clouds? Then I heard it: the cry. I thought it was someone yelling on the soundtrack, perhaps it was recorded live. But then I heard it again and this was definitely not that of a crazed fan. This was the cry of a wolf. My heart sped up even more, if that was possible. I was nowhere near the door and I was in the light. I was in the light, alone. I stopped moving and tried not to breath. But the cry was followed by a second, then a third. Each cry was from a different position, creating a half moon around me, closing in. I turned, took out my ear buds. Silence. Then – AAAAAOOOOOHHHHH Oh my god RUN. Next I’m running to the door, my flip flops wet from the condensation in the grass, causing me to slip and slide on my way to the door. No clue how close but the cries got more excited, like running in for the kill. So terrified; I watch the shadow in front of me as I run to the door. Door closes behind me and I’m in. Just as I reach for the next door, I hear them. Just out of sight from the light of the yard, under the veil of the transparency and the hidden secrets and reflected lights, conspicuous to all of night’s creatures, they prowl.