Terrifying Tiger Dylan

The Flesh-eater eyes
are solitary planets
as it searches for food
sea water crashing into rocks protecting planets inside.

Whiskers running across the tigers nose
like weirs darting on a line
the fragile spears used to fight the prey,

As the fur bristled in the wind
the orange coat was like larva in a volcano
the rusted fur stayed in place as the wind blow,

The ears of the Flesh-eater
are empty bowls that can hear it all
pelt growing form the pots making it hard to hear
fleece of orange and black trying to take over the ears.

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