from the beginning...
I knew
that gazelle
was mine
for I
had
the power
the speed
the skill
to bring
him down...
all his
jumping and
sprinting and
jumping and
sprinting-
he may
as well
have jumped
into my throat...
For as he grew
fat with
the lush grass
of a
plentiful season-
I grew
hungrier with
a craving
for the
comfort
that his
flesh
would bring...
Though he
had the
Fear
that saves
many...
I
had the
Need
that conquers
all...