Strength

I notice him flash by
passing my open door
rushing down the department floor
he’s energy pure

A hint of his inviting scent
inescapably blends
into sharp memories of
yesterday‘s event

When he devoured me
and relentlessly sank
his merciless hardness
into my wanton flesh
while his predatory zest slashed
wounds that‘ll not properly heal
until again I’ll willingly serve
as his proximate meal

Hungrily watching him
my heart races to a full stop
and I pray - and I hope
for strength
to escape my inner mess
and let him
simply
pass.