Hunter

Why tell of things that are

Between two people? I am

Betrayed, and I thought

You had grown out of

That by now. The

Quiet talk came, with

All it's embarrassments.

You seek to debase me,

Make me demoralised.

A great anger rises up,

No one knows to

What extent it may go.

Like a slapped puppy

I may cower, but like

Myself I grow and

Become beyond it.

Darkness puts out branches

With deep reaching roots, and

Beware my moss- it

Grows fast. Like an eagle

My head is cocked-

Waiting for the kill.