Whom did you ask
Before taking up residence with me?
Why do you stare at me so
With those malevolent dark beady eyes,
When I have done nothing
Except mind my own business?
You respect my space,
Very little baggage you have brought in with you.
You seem the strong silent type,
You have resisted all my attempts to get closer to you.
Holding yourself aloof...
Do you not yearn for human contact?
Have you perhaps suffered
Trauma at a very young impressionable age?
For there is a dullness in your eye,
Except, when you stalk your unwitting prey.
There is a sense of sadism in you,
Primal nature, brutality, a pleasure in the hunt.
I find vile and disgusting
That dreadful chomping, as your unlucky meal struggles down your throat.
Unasked you have come
And overstayed your welcome.
I beseech you earnestly - Leave
And take that wiggling tail that you seem to have dropped with you...
