in bed; four

i allow myself
to be the hunted
although astrology
tells me differently

when conversation
is nothing more than
flattery and eye contact
i am the hunted

you remove my clothes
ask if it is okay
i feel my head nodding
and i am the hunted

your skinny body
stumbles in, exchanging
sex for cigarettes
and i am the hunted

but now the lion
is getting her sea legs
and is preparing to
throw you off balance


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