what is an empty train station
but a tiger pacing in her den
and we are insects who watch, irrelevant—
the train comes like hunger
making huntress out of mother;
the shaking world
braced by its iron beams
sacrifices prey to appease the moment
and the silent cat returns,
red-mouthed
to wait and pace again
within her den
but a tiger pacing in her den
and we are insects who watch, irrelevant—
the train comes like hunger
making huntress out of mother;
the shaking world
braced by its iron beams
sacrifices prey to appease the moment
and the silent cat returns,
red-mouthed
to wait and pace again
within her den
December 2019
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