scared? yeah, i'm scared, fearful, never was the hunter, never could
stalk, at least successfully, crouching amid the tall grasses, eyes
on the prize, never making a sound, both eyes, judging distances to my
prey, calculating angles of attack, hoping, praying, sharping claws,
saliva pooling, my tongue feeling the points of my canines, ready to
tear flesh from bones, no, that's not me, i'm the prey, i'm being hunted,
just doing my thing, eating the grass, spitting up cud, do my ears prick
at the slightest strange sound? do i prance away at the first sign,
first assumed sign of danger? run away, scare the herd with me, be as
safe as you can possibly be, or do i not show enough signs of weakness, of
sickness to be considered prey in the first place, by the predators that
chase after the easy kill, something too hard, where the effort/reward
ratio is too high, what am i? where are my eyes?
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