Winter ON 12/04/2008 BY: keane Dark bristles on the light hide of a boar’s back of a mountain side the boar roots through bristles of chestnut hulls and hides Cold leaves me ravenous rootless I bristle and look for sustenance and find it in the mountain sides PREV NEXT Leave a Comment Cancel ReplyYou must be logged in to post a comment. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.