I woke up in the dead of night wide eyed. No light, no shape, no sound, but I died. Kneeling down, feeling around, wide eyed, I felt the fur of something. I died. From tail to claws, From neck to fangs, Wide eyed In the total dark I felt the sleeping thing up, Wide eyed. It was the black wolf they call "Nothing" I died! And by it's side I curled and lied, wide eyed, And I dead then to sleeping soundlessly. I died. When I woke there was nothing beside me, Of course, And the world was lit and growing but I said: "I know you're there! I feel your stare, I feel your breathing blowing! I feel your gnashing teeth in falling leaves, Your beady eyes in apples glowing! Oh dead of night, hidden from sight, I know you are no dream! And I'm not dozing!"