Short Caracal Poems

Meeting a large caracal
In the middle of the African bush
is something you do not forget

Especially if it has the most beautiful blue eyes
And the largest teeth of any predator you have ever met.
And you are alone without a weapon

And your body is too scared to run
And you wonder if the caracal will begin with your head
Or your back, breaking it so you are helpless
As the eating commences....

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