Savages

Sharp little teeth

brandished like a warning.

Saliva dripping,

He is laying in wait.

Waiting for me.

Careful now!

I mustn't get too close.

He senses my presence.

I try to sneak by his lair,

Now matter how quiet,

On my tip-toes.

An outraged wail.

He knows I'm near.

He senses my fear.

I'm startled

by his furious scream.

As if he can smell me

Or somehow,

Someway

We are connected.

Telepathically,

Internally,

Eternally.

Have you ever tried to

Call a truce

With a monster?

I did.

It didn't work out that well.

This monster is

Unreasonable.

A tyrant.

A dictator.

A carnivore.

My 3 year old son.

He really

Hates naps.