He stalks rabbits, mice, and birds,
obient to instinct,
often dragging the carcasses home;
a remarkable piece of shallowness.
Who knows what he thinks?
It caught my eye,
noticing everything, yet remembering nothing.
Our eyes locked while something tossed away the key.
The world dismantled and tumbled into that black hole,
of eyes.
The look,
as if two lovers, no,
deadly enemies, met unexpectedly.
It emptied our lungs.
I don’t remember what shattered the enchantment.