WILDCAT GROUND

I’m shedding beauty like fur

I’m shedding life like no other

sleeping on cobras

waking on fang point

walking on body after body of waking wildcats

the fangs and gums dispersed upon the savage ground

slowly I am being devoured

from the bottom up

because that is the ground upon which we walk

our kind 

in the greenery of seething phantoms 

in the abyss of hungry panthers