Last night a creature crossed my path
its muscles lion taut,
skin grey and rhino-thick beneath
teeth bared in dimmest light.
It did not look me in the eye
but flicked its head, annoyed––
loitered ahead to skulk before
a drawbridge in the void.
Featured at The Red Wheelbarrow on 17 March 2022
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