stalking lion

returning with a
vengeance, the lion stalks me through the darkest night

i run, twisting and
flipping over brittle brush
landing on my back looking up to see
his face flashing terrible
jaw gaping at me

his roar deafens me with fierce intimidation
i recoil in fear

i scramble again
sliding under brittle brush
lying silently

he cannot see me
but he knows my scent, loping quickly, he is back
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One response to “stalking lion

  1. I assume you are talking about the cancer here … wow … it is haunting.

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