The night comes for me like a lioness stalking her prey.

I am distracted in the daytime.

Even as the sun sets, some light still stands between us.

But I can hear her slow steps in the tall grass at dusk.

I am somehow always surprised when she pounces.

darkness descends.

I become aware of how alone I am.

I am somehow always caught off guard when she pounces.

It is sudden.

And then it all goes dark.

And I am alone in that darkness.

Alone in the belly of the beast.