As I Slept

“…I will sleep between the crow’s lean shadow and the wolf’s.”
      –The closing lines to “Moon of Chinook Winds,” 
        by Duane Niatum (2000)

As I slept between the shadows
of wolf and crow,
a fog crept in
till it obscured the moonlight,
freeing my dreams to wander
wherever they would,
leaving no visible traces
on the walls of my mind
(or theirs).

By sunrise, the fog was so thick
the morning barely stirred.