Maddened in the blazing light,
we dart about,
you and I,
in a duel of patience,
and death.
I am determined,
my hands red
with the colour of my blood,
and you are
maddened by the smell of it,
whichever corner you duck in.
a flicker, my eyes
are quickly leaping
with the agility of the prey
I slam my hand to the
death of you.
I will not rest until
you feel the ruthlessness
of the hunted.