A Snake

A Silent thief,
from the shadows
uninvited,
Breaks in. Almost

Motionless.
No! The dark
silhouette
moves closer.

He'll take all,
Everything
Most precious.
But he can't see:

She, too, sneaks
to slice his
face. She'll use
sharpened steel.

Exposed

.

He hides disguised,
Mysterious,
With half-told tales,
Sweeps His shadows.

The rightside’s
looking right.
The leftside’s
looking left.

The upside:
He’ll be revealed.
The downside:
It’s far too late.

We’re outside
looking up;
He’s inside
Looking in.