looking at the girls in dresses
with legs that could hold him like arms,
he means no harm
the Creeper sits
inhales, looks pensive, slightly anal
a shielded thought, an abandoned plan
in secrecy no one knows his name
The Creeper Sits
His squinty eyes and mannered clothes
Everyone that sees him can feel his perversions
but never knows.
Why is the man so gentle and quiet?
A sexual appetite on a refined diet
the Creeper sits
shrouded in shadows, leaning on walls
exhales a breath, giggles to no one at all
A private pleasure, a timeless leisure
always near, always here
the Creeper sits, laughing
the Creeper still seeking
the Creeper sits apart
A Fool at heart
part II of the Creeper Trilogy
