Intruder

I know something about opening windows and doors

I know how to move quietly to creep across creaky wooden floors

I know where to find precious things in all your cupboards and drawersSlipping the clippers

Slipping the clippers through the telephone wires

The sense of isolation

The sense of isolation inspires meI like to feel the suspense, when I'm certain you know I am there

I like you lying awake, your baited breath charging the air

I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wearIntruders happy in the dark

Intruder come

Intruder come and leave his mark, leave his mark