I am the crocodile
A caiman drifting through depths
Lying low, submerged in your conscious
Hidden from innocent eyes
Empty save carnage flowing through veins
And an olfaction filled with you entirety
Watching every spark of cerebral anticipation waiting to be besieged
I strike
The house of my sensation and nervous activity a neon glow as yours fades and sputters
But not before leaving with a stare of
Hatred, love, and utter confusion
I am you your predator
I am the crocodile