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tonywalt
11-10-2017, 12:54 AM
Perched on the stool with my feet
hooked into the rounded footstep
I
am
Preened

eyes scanning quest
who suddenly appear
and I lock onto them in the cool Revo
shade of the liquored watering hole
displaying bleached fangs
at striking distance as
skweeking noisy groups of
females
of twos and fours engage
in skittish gossip

I am base and knuckled and
primal – no affectation of
enlightenment, evolution, religion
or Gloria Steinem
technology ancient in
gelled hunt of perfect
savagery with a
denim cloaked tool
seeking prey
before closing time.

kiz_paws
11-10-2017, 10:00 PM
Feral ... wild ... cool!
Good job, Tony! ;)