The Last Jaguar
Roaming
vast stretches,
a continent.
On a collision course with indifference
where one becomes none.
Walk with me today though,
steps behind,
stalking.
Your ghost
as menacing,
as misunderstood
as when you roamed the high and low,
never knowing your own pale stalkers
were never more than one step behind.
Roaming
vast stretches,
a continent.
On a collision course with indifference
where one becomes none.
Walk with me today though,
steps behind,
stalking.
Your ghost
as menacing,
as misunderstood
as when you roamed the high and low,
never knowing your own pale stalkers
were never more than one step behind.
photo by emil mccain
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