Apex predator, you stalk both species
within me, my calculating brain and
reflexive heart sheared to ragged pieces
by your carnassials’ piercing command
once more of my stunned mind and emotion,
your golden-yellow eyes leering pleasure
as I become your sly preying motion,
your howling at twilight, loping to lure
myself away from any lair of hope.
Taking on your body language, I slant
my ears, narrow sad eyes, arch my back, grope
and whimper, yelp in fear, passionate pants
as I expose my vulnerable throat
and underside, its ripped and bloody coat.
Roger Armbrust
October 21, 2008
