Torture

You know I am here.
You, the prey,
The doe grazing
In the fields.
At first you did not
Sense me,
Now you just can't
Find me.

I know all
Your secrets,
All your life,
All your shame.
I see
Your every moment,
Your every day.

Your muscles so tense
I imagine them splitting
Like a rubber band
Stretched too far
And feel an evil happiness
At the thought.

I know
You can
Feel my eyes
Boring into you.
You feel
Like I am so close
You can almost feel
My breath
On your neck.
I love the agony
I cause you.

Now at your wits end
You dash, running
As fast as you can,
But not fast enough,
For the agile cat is
Forever smarter
And will always
Have you in
The end.

Copyright Misty M. Millard 10/22/1997