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through the night

a well-worn cliché

moonless gloom

a silent stare from two dark eyes...  



held by a look,

those soulless eyes of night

they capture all the light

a look with the predator’s sense



and the prey...



they suspect it.





deceitful mirage,

aggressive gaze maintain the stillness

and the desert cold

every moment furtive



shadow's always minimal

race down labyrinths of sand filled steps

the graceless night pursues

sharp objects claw into the flock



and the wounded...



now, they know it.