Lions in the street and roaming

Dogs in heat, rabid, foaming

A beast caged in the heart of a city

The body of his mother

Rotting in the summer ground.

He fled the town.

He went down South and crossed the border

Left the chaos and disorder

Back there over his shoulder.



One morning he awoke in a green hotel

With a strange creature groaning beside him.

Sweat oozed from its shiny skin.



Is everybody in?

The ceremony is about to begin.