The Lioness

Her palm print leaves no leopard prints
On ths paint blotted, rough textured canvas
Her claws are short and varnished black
With his shimmering blood
Dripping off into the abyss

The void leaves the future
Of this artwork uncertain
Will the Lioness mercilessly
Disasemble its prey
Only to devour it?

Or will she release him out of her jaws clasp?
Back into the wild
Where he could live a full and lengthy life
But is the lioness really that type?
Will she let him go without consequence

The answer is NO, this lioness is ruthless
She acts on instinct
Her instinct to kill him
She will tear him limb from limb
Then leave him bleeding; and wishing

He'd never fucked with this BITCH