the tiger

never saw a tiger
never dreamt of one
but saw them caged
a horrible sight

made virtual
how our breed played
still more brutal
pretending not to eat

but fed on vain dreams
gulping down stars
veraciously let the earth escape
just before the final catch

devouringly
biting it to death
dressed in the skin of a tiger
like as if we had just escaped paradise

the dream of the tiger
as if it was all there for free
the willing prey preyed upon
to keep the equilibrium

pawns and teeth, flesh and blood, skin and bones
of a sea of eternity

right here, right now, wide awake, i pray
my time is finished, may i hand back in all rights to the tiger