a pair of yellow eyes

Do her stripes

light even now like

flames india;

 

terrorise

the air down

wind, the dry

 

undergrowth?

One day we

meet, shall be

 

eye-to-eye, my

heart-beat torn

out my side.

2 thoughts on “a pair of yellow eyes

  1. Wow, tremendous meeting face to face with terror, and a ‘heart-beat torn / out my side’.

    The might Blakean ‘tyger’ I smell in the ‘air downwind’…

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