Lion

prowling the plainssharpening your clawson the bones of your preyroaring just to hear yourselfslashing the air into ribbonsthat haunt the fields from border to borderbecause this is your territorygritty, fine, messythis dirt between clawsis homefinds its way into your coat of ironpart of you, as muchas your killer call:to hunt the inferiorexalt your alpha namesatiate… Continue reading Lion