little birds
all yellow mouths
and hunger
chirp with needful bellies
keeping the olds
in frantic motion
to silence the calamitous cries
you are the show of the day
for the half grown, well fed instinct
that sits on the other side of the window ledge
eyes wide, ears forward, poised to leap
he watches trembling, with adrenaline
filled need to hunt, years of
domestication be ******
he is tiger, you are prey
at least till the door to the
refrigerator opens.....
Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 2:08 AM UTC
little birds
all yellow mouths
and hunger
chirp with needful bellies
keeping the olds
in frantic motion
to silence the calamitous cries
you are the show of the day
for the half grown, well fed instinct
that sits on the other side of the window ledge
eyes wide, ears forward, poised to leap
he watches trembling, with adrenaline
filled need to hunt, years of
domestication be ******
he is tiger, you are prey
at least till the door to the
refrigerator opens.....
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