It has become a game of cat and canary.
not exactly sure who is the prey.
both showcasing our bait like two proud hunters.
juvenile predators, lazy attack.
merely inches away,
yet you blend so naturally in your habitat.

chasing each other in circles,
we are both victims of the pursuit.
gnawing on our own limbs,
and starving for new flesh.
like animals, we will follow our instincts,
and selfishly appease our appetite.