When the time comes to feed
we howl
we bark
and we wail to the ancestors,
Ruby and me
Where the wild things are?
Well they are right here ,
Wearing wolf suits without fear ,
Ruby and me
Weasels in the wild wood
We are what we are,
A nightmare to the choreographed
recycling bin dream ,
Ruby and me
Man and dog shuffling under foot
beside a murder of SUVs ,
what ,a bloody, oddity
Ruby and me