Kittens drink fear
faster than Diana runs in the sky.
They suck it in through their noses,
absorb it through their ears.
Every doubt, every worry,
every wide eyed, white knuckled
shaking, quaking, moment
goes from the kitten to his claws;
sharpens them like daggers,
ready to plunge into his prey
into your heart.
Every nervous confession
further narrows his eyes
until, like a snake,
he is poised to strike.
Whispered pleas for help,
silent crying in the night;
turn him darker than shadows.
Muted screams and desperation
feed him. He grows larger with each
adrenaline fueled urge to flee.
Now fiercer than Blake's Tyger,
he stalks you, finds you in dreams.
With a vicious roar, he opens his jaws,
Rows of gleaming teeth line the primrose path to paradise.
In one fell gulp you are gone;
fear is not enough to feed him anymore.
The once kitten is loosed on the world