St George, Utah...Act 2, in which we ended up going to the Rosenbruch Wildlife Center
We stalked our quarry
Through the forest
While thunder boomed in the distance
and night darkened
The animals flash heads up at us
Appear to come alive
Run, charge, eye to eye
Appear to come alive
Run, charge, eye to eye
We point at the animal
Angle our weapon at them
Finger trigger presses down
And then that sound,
Angle our weapon at them
Finger trigger presses down
And then that sound,
Of a refined gentleman
Educating us on habitat
And diet, and relationships to others
And we learn what threatens them
Those foreign species
From woods altogether unheard
And now still, in death,
Telling their stories through flesh
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