Carrion Crown

[tectak]

A dentist prowls savannah sand,
he needs to find his plaque;
like bloody gums from shaky hands,
with guns this time, attacks.
 
A lion falls, his jaw destroyed,
there’s time for one last shot;
a camera’s flash preserves his joy,
the lion’s carcass rots.

Bravo and bravo and bravo.
I could not have put it better myself... no, really.
Beast,
tectak