Burben

 

A chill breeze whistles through his thoughts

Frozen layers of mile-thick ice

Blue eyes reflect the bitterness within

 

He watches with child-like expressions

His mind a jumbled mess in a hard-boiled shell

Yet he waits with the patients of a maturity

 

His frame hides the boy imprisoned within

A misleading ruse catching his prey off guard

A sly hunter’s trap, set with intent

 

He moves swiftly, silently, like a cat

Another deceiving gesture

Becoming the shadows that fill his world

 

Warm flesh fills his giant hands

Life pulsates within his crushing grip

The trap is sprung and the prey struggles for life

 

He sits and stares at nothing

His mind all but empty as he strokes her hair

One thought fills his tangles mind

 

“Mother, how many times must I silence you?”

Reviews

[Seriana]

Chad Chad Chad, you got me on this one! I actually bust out laughing at the end, I have no idea why. I'm getting all into it and thinking, "This is gonna be another intense Chad write", and the ending totally threw me! Where'd this come from? I love the predator/prey concept, but the mom? Ok, I know you have your reasons for writing it, so tell me later, but I thought this was fantastic. Nice to see you write something again! Bravo!