Submitted by Himalia
Your teeth are sharp
and so are my eyes.
A creature
watching more than you assume.
Learning every detail.
Breathing every detail.
A scaled beast only has two options,
kill or be killed.
I’ve weighed my options,
louder than ever.
There’s only one of me
or are there hundreds of thousands?
And you,
how many rooms do you fill to the brink?
Are you all so threatening?
Are you watching me?
Vita Brevis Press. 
A most enjoyable poem. It intrigues me while I am trying to decide what you are. I think I know. 😊