The Man in The Grey Suit

Graceful as you are,

moving through

your home

and medium.


Fooling almost



and cool,

but not cold blooded.



for a person,

or a friend.


Those who know,

the piteous few

who followed you,

learned to read your grin.


Hunger and appetite.

Really a machine.

Not much of us in you,

beyond what’s in your teeth.


You had them all fooled,

before you moved in

for the kill,

but not me.


I know a shark when I see one.


HG – 2020

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