The dark power of Me in your space, will unnerve you
you sense, as I capture you with My predacious amber colored eyes,
that there is no escape.
One leap of My strong, silken mass, will unhinge a fear in you.
victimized, you sit perfectly still.
your fear scent arouses this feral cat.
but before I bludgeon you with one stroke of My clawed paws,
and carry your carcass up a tree to feast on you in peace,
I change Myself into a tiny white butterfly, and flutter about
your shaken, and near bloody body, bringing a lightness
to your anguished soul, and life to your almost dead eyes.
For your sake, I hope that you don’t think to capture Me
and attempt to put Me in a exhibit box.
My body inhabits any animal, that is necessary for
My survival.
I will not hesitate.
Shapeshifter
