The Huntress

You watch me through my window

I am not aware

I think I am free, escaped

I am not

You are always watching

Waiting, you stare down at me

Biding your time

You have learned to be patient

And will pounce when I least expect

Mauling

Devouring

Consuming

Ah, but you do not know my secret

I have been hunted before

I have been huntress too

You think I don’t know your

Every move

One false one and it will look

Like an accident

Many have had them.