The Rabbit.

I am bothered by the way you move,
how you hold yourself and conduct yourself.
I am bothered by the flip of your hair
and the way you walk with your gimp limp.
I am bothered by the way your eyes wander,
and how you portray yourself a victim.
I am bothered by your self righteous self act.
and how you have the ability to make yourself the damsel in distress.
You should be bothered by me.
I am the wolf in the night.
My howl is the precursor to your torment.
My canine's will be what you see in the dark.
You should have known better than mess with a Wolf.
You present yourself as prey.
You twist and panic in my presence.
Not a tiger, more like a rabbit.
Barely fit as prey. I ignored you.
but even one small rabbit can destroy a garden.
I know you now, I see and smell you.
I will not let you get away. I will sink my teeth into your flesh.
and leave your carcass for the carrion birds.