The tiger paces
then becomes still
all remain standing
breathing suspends
anything but tranquil
The tiger leaps
all in one bound
one movement
no warning
no sound
Life falters, tilts,
a whip sways into view
no crack
no current
no separating the two
Watched by eyes, harsh amber flames connecting with mine
sawdust rises from beneath, meeting forced strides to stand
up, up this solid earth connects to bare souls
down, down, a falling face in the dust
distinguishing time
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