a spotted hyena cautious alert pricked
ears and hungry he advances unchecked and
with no resistance thrusts his head fully inside
the succulence of his supine suppers’ anus
soon the whole pack are feasting too ripping
flesh and bone and hide asunder with ferocious
ease they concentrate on softness – the belly
the mouth the genitals the pus filled wound
and soon there are gaping cavities exposing
raw innards and the hyenas now sated slink
silently away to sleep off the first course
come the dawn – come the flies in their
thousands they gather and meet upon the
mammoth manna where they crawl and
copulate and feed and drink and die and
procreate playing their unwitting part
in the endless cycle of natures’ food chain
Such pretentious muck to accompany an unsophisticated image - a hyena with it's head up a dead elephant's arse