A Restless Night

I saw a coyote in a graveyard

which might have been a ghost

or hungry spirit

trapped inside a ring of stones

with buried bones

wandering and free.

Curious I called out

"Are you searching and for what?"
Coyote looked and grinned
and licked his chin
yipped at me then disappeared
the moon covering his tracks.

The night was cold but not alone,
even shades need company.