disengaging letting go floating off
distance strategically displaces availability
staying out of range separating myself from harm
a dim figure on the horizon distorted by heat rays
a vague shape an insubstantial form a wisp of desire
sated predators casting sidelong glances at passing gazelles
is it my movement or their need that attracts attention
i am wary prey i know how to blend in
my camouflage is my defense my invisible armor
i know that our existence is mutually dependent
no me only we us and them too
love me or kill me it’s all the same
it’s a Serengeti life death comes with the territory
we’ll see each other again at the watering hole
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