Bird of Prey

A tweak, a twitch,
A shriek, an itch,
Pushing buttons, like a switch.
I scrape, you scream,
I drag, you dream,
You are just a toy to me.

I dig, you cry,
I pull, you die,
But that won't happen tonight.
I'll keep you here,
Because your fear
Is the one thing I hold dear.

A pinch, a pause,
A cinch, a cause
For your current loss of thoughts.
A yank, a yell,
A crank, a spell
That you're under oh so well.

A plastic cover
For your head,
To keep it clean while I'm in bed.
New handcuffs
And leg restraints,
To keep you still while I'm at play.

I go to work
On the next day,
And on my desk I sport your face.
A perfect picture
"Missing boy"
No one knows that your my toy.

I see your parents
Now and then.
They want to see you again.
I tell them that your odds are slim,
But I won't rest
til you're with them.

Perhaps I will
Capture them next,
And add a family to the nest.
I wouldn't mind
seeing them cry
In front of their little guy.

You blubber some,
Although now dumb,
I'm grateful that you aren't numb.
I leave again,
To go see them,
Time to let the games begin.