So what if I want to call?

What would happen,
if the gazelle chased the lion?
wanting so badly to be devoured
prey running into predator
tumbling, falling, failing

Hyenas in the tall grass
snicker, cackle, whine
circle round
nip at edges
bite the legs, belly, breasts
make short work
of the heart and soul

lions love the hunt
the chase
obliterates insecurities
the rush
fills the stomach
the pride
before
the fall