it is as a swan [maybe] is

(part i)
If I am

no longer, a wolf, that is, nor

man.

then I must be a swan,
cause I feel as a bird

on a lake or in a puddle or
something with a

long neck, in another
neck twisted

that is also a swan but it
is my swan.

(part ii)
how does it look when two
swans mate, is it obvious
that they

are having sex, with
mammalistic convulsions
or something

more like a dance,
coordinated and/or careful
and sometimes graceful

and sometimes they mess up and laugh about it.

(part iii)
we were swans but now we are explosions

we were swans but now we are explosions

we were swans but now we are explosions

(part iv)
as two swans once felt
infinite as explosions,
they are again

returned to their previous
swan form, all swans
are birthed of wolves.