(audio recorded by the author, Sean Kilpatrick) God plucked up every wolf, so the moon wouldn’t go deaf, and, holding them all aloft, clapped both hands together. Emboldened...

 from one wolf howl to another, aka luna loboshumming, a rippled moon imitates the pupil of her eye/cocooned it shinesdance the dervish, the dainty, the devil spin like spun like unravel...