her
icy fire
molten gold
in tawny eyes
    your soul is sold    
velvet petal verdant leaf . In the end
you'll come to grief . perfection of the oval
jaw               is in fact a tiger's             maw
sometime lover
soft and sweet
but in the
end
Y
O
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R
E

O
N
L
Y

M
E
A
T
carmine claw that rips your flank
in your shoulder her teeth sank
you take her out and you may
gloat . but soon she has you
by the throat . she will
cause you pain and
strife . in the end
she'll take your
♡♡LIFE♡♡


SoulSurvivor
(C) 12/7/2015

wet mush is pushed from left
to right
giant tongue reaches deep
into a large pink nostril
in the distance a tractor rumbles to life
and excitement fills the meadow
slowly meandering in the general direction
head swaying and bell ringing
still digesting yesterday’s cud
looking forward to fresh alfalfa
or perhaps seeded straw bails ….
a long sustained vocalization
breaks the early morning silence
and three little birds hop on the back
scrambling to find lice or ticks
as breakfast takes on many forms
on the farm in the Fall –