A stare stabbed me -

A stare stabbed me -

My eyes darted - a presence

Loomed large, electrically.

A horned owl was my assailant.

A rest in a mesquite tree

Made a meeting of chance.

Through the glass door -

The dividing line of succession -

We wondered about the other

Who should have dominion.

By the talons I could discern

‘Twas the owl that won.