Have you ever seen how the face of a lion looks during the hunt?
That sight, hypnotizing the prey before sticking its fangs into its throat
There is nothing more spectacular than the strategy of this carnivore
That doesn’t bear to let its victim suffer the agony without a narcotic
The lion seduces its prey before killing it
The immobile look, the strain of the tights, the tension of the body which is, quite often, amazingly beautiful
“You should have become a lion trainer” you tell me
But it’s too late now
We are in the flat field, in broad daylight
And your eyes become brighter and brighter.