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Treading a storming current

Drifting toward the enemy

Choking on murky water

Gasping for a breath

Eyes of the jungle fixed to you

Waiting for their catch

By bullet or by claw

You will be shred to death

Festering infection

A scent trail to follow

A taste for the piranhas

Slug wound to the neck

Bound at the ankles

Dragged from the river’s edge

Hoisted and strangled

Windpipe compressed

Whites of your eyes

Lungs no longer reaching

What remains to be devoured

Carrion for the flora