Urban hunter has entered a sanctuary
Formidable cybernetic organism
Unable to decipher friend from foe
Sojourned this valley for many sun and moon
For I am kindred with these creatures of the forest
Countless endeavors in their homeland
Scent is a calling card
Known through the herd
Staring contest with a doe full of dread
A murderer is at large
For this wanderer is surely lost
Seeking his vengeance to wreak havoc
Black birds watch over the deceased as mechanized insects perform the task of carcass reaping
Leaving only the skeleton to remind the vivacious of the lurking terror
Acknowledgement of a vicious crime
Hunter becomes the hunted
Walk in tribal unison
Mimic the Indian
Dance in obscurity
Stalking ever so mindful
The gloom of my existence will be the last vision he would endure.
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While hiking in the woods with my dog I came across this deer carcass with a gun shot wound to the back of a its head left to be ravaged by the decay of natural order. Its not my place to tell you whether or not to hunt. I would just ask that you do so responsibly and for sustenance if need be.