interlude; a ghost in the wings

can you hear her now?

rumbling in the background noise of every room you enter

groaning from your stomach when it hungers

patient

looming

in the eyes of the predator

in the gaping mouth of the prey

is she in your head?

maybe you saw her first

caught a glimpse between the lines

between the letters?

like a ghost in the mirror

a ghost in the wings?