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  1. An empty thread for TLD poems put this idea in my head:

    Poems about Survival


    Churning beyond the fire’s farthest reach, night’s breast

    Rumbles just below what can be heard. What can be heard

    Better, though, is the crunch of steps, padded footfalls

    Circling in the snow. The flame’s tongues are reflected

    In the ice’s glistening eyes, and in the eyes

    Of my new companion bellying nearer, and tomorrow

    When the coals are cold, he’ll remain, my friend

    The Wolf,

    Gnawing on my bones.