a lurking sleaze

I feel your eyes on me
I know you watch,
all the time

accidental becomes
a purpose repeatedly
falling to fate,
and the traveling
hands of a salesman

bending dimensions
to sell a extravaganza,
I have no wish to sample
but you take advantage
of every single moment

when my guards
let down and no ones around
you slip from under
the rock, where you hide
from the light

I see through your mask
to the little boy eying candy
he'll never taste

you are always contriving
to wheedle your way
round my finger

I worry that I might
have to break all yours,
to get my meaning through

fuck off

Please