Marten

 

Vicious little creeper

Ever on the move
Somewhat white for
Winter of remote Kamchatka.
Staying clear of
Lynx wolverine eagle
Piercing winds crystalline
Gigantic tigers

Bears are asleep
Brutal men
Who trade pelts.

Skinny and burrowing.
Sensing smelling hearing
Teensy vole
Thirty inches
Down in chilly snow cover.

Must eat quarter
Of his body weight
In meats.
Daily or lose
Out on oxygen, power
Nutrient warmth.
Hope for tomorrow.
Maybe.

slick fella.