I became permeable
Air is intervention
It expands what is there and causes contractions when it leaves
I must become patient
The hunter will not achieve anything in a hurry
The hunter must become one with the prey to
access what the prey can provide
Can the hunt become less violent or will one
always lose something to the other?
The hunter becomes one with her environment and blends
in to the surroundings
She is wary of the air
She is wary of her prey
her object
He is still unaware of the hunter
but soon he will smell her
Is she dangerous to him?
She will do everything in her power to
obtain from him what she is craving
In a privileged world she does not crave
his meat
She craves his understanding
Hunter will meet her object, her prey,
on the prey’s terms
She will invite him in
She will ask for his permission
She will search his eyes and perhaps
his skin
She will ask for his saliva to wash her hands
He will be penetrated by her presence
He will become permeable
They will smell each other in the room
They will breathe each other in
Hunter searches [seeks]
Her object is
Her prey is
Hunter is persistent
Hunter is patient
Hunter is present
rest your head on
my shoulder
in my lap
accept the caress of
a tilted head
or a gentle hand
allow me to listen
to the flutterings of
your heart of flesh
in your ribcage
until my arms soften
around you
be still
my deer
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