We are tigers. <br />You are the larger one. <br />I warred against your whirl, <br />Then billowed to your bite. <br />Now I measure the force <br />Of your affection for me <br />In pounds per square inch. <br /> <br />That last day, <br />Before you carried me away, <br />That bad and good day, <br />The last day I thought of nothing <br />Swept horizontal: <br />Tall grass fanned my neck, <br />Half sleep was plump, <br />Clouds for clouds sake slid over me. <br />The day sank to my knees <br />And crawled with me in tow. <br /> <br />By your teeth <br />And your spin <br />The void fell away. <br />The day sped to a smudge <br />And clouds stampeded. And <br />One last look. <br /> <br />We are a team now. <br />Team terrible. <br />Blasting the void, <br />Pouncing on colors, shapes and sound. <br />I am your eyes and you are my ears. <br /> <br />Yet we don't trust each other. <br />You'll never remove your teeth from my neck <br />And I clutch your thick tail, like a lifeline. <br />We are both hunter and prey. <br />We dream on the prowl. <br /> <br />My life is full of bones. <br />More picked clean than not. <br />My eyes burn. <br />A knee to the bed <br />Is the crack of a twig. <br />A yawn is a scent launched. <br />I feel your turn.<br /><br />Francis Santaquilani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-are-tigers/
