there is a man

There is a man
with a knife
(this much I know)

He is always there,
hiding
watching
waiting

He only comes out at night
to drink from the pools
of the young
and nubile waters

So I'm just wondering
Why?

Is it because
the body
matures faster
than the mind
(and college girls are no exception)

or is it because your brain
short-circuited
long before
you were able to speak
(an inherent difficulty in possessing such a complex organ)

or is this just your game
of watching
waiting
and hiding

Whatever the reason

there is a man with a knife
and he's looking
right
through
me

(this much I know)