defined by the bent teeth

in the simple matter of wolves versus hyenas i posit you this case:
in the tundra the wolves full of natural grace poes themselves
against snowy silhouette the sun glazed down a greesy spoon bequet
but really the redning teeth do splay and sweat and spit the slip
to lay the blood and flows the bites away but the hyena:
see the savannah with the trees threat towered the sun abeam and
the bushes glower the harsh heat springs - we are hyenas awash
with fleas and mange no better one than the other; we sit and laugh
our hyenas luaghs til we feel beter about teh spots we find ourselves
and the letters drip the water spouts we drink our fill and roundabout
we find ourselves hand in hand but no kissing lips or graceful bend
we have not that poise the wolf descends but hyenas lapse our
hyenas lapse