Proud Hawk

A mottled
brown and white hawk
swoops low
in front of me
a prone prairie dog.

The lifeless body
of the rodent
dangles from 
the hawk's talon
as it alights
 - one taloned -
on the chain link fence
beside the path,
beside me.

"Hey, look at me!"
His beady-eyed stare shouts.
"I'm a mighty raptor,
see my prey!"

The hawk
the limp vermin
once more
then takes flight.

Its mottled 
brown and white form 
over the desert.