Beast

The beast lies in wait
I unaware bumble on
Careless about myself
Heedless of harm
I feel untouchable
Invincible
Blessed

He waits until late
In the day
Past his usual hour
To strike
I am sure that I am safe
I take risks unworried

At six pm he hammers me down
Claws at my head
Eye
Forehead
Neck
And locks me
In his grip of pain
How foolish I was

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