I've become afraid
of the monster hiding behind closed doors.
Eyes like a void,
blank like death.
It doesn't know better,
hands where they don't belong
bruised lip quivers for forgiveness,
curling into a slick smile
rows of jagged teeth
the thrill of the hunt
The wolf and the sheep,
predator and prey, design-
playing the roles assigned.
Entitled monsters,
no means you know you want it
no isn't enough
not for the monster hiding
behind closed doors.
