they do not relent
impossible to
catch a break
I cannot keep up
they sneak in
through windows and vents
observe every move
with eyes like birds of prey
they sneak in
hidden behind
smiles and short dresses
faking love in the shallow
hours of the morning
talons caress
the edges of my back
as the grip tightens
ripping through flesh
before departing
--full from such feast--
while I lay unnecessary and asleep

they are the vulture circling
waiting for the ****
they are the eagle
tearing out my liver
prometheus on the rock
day after day
they do not relent
they do not
relent