A Visitor

A Visitor

Here you are again.

You've been gone for a long time.

But you're back ...

for a brief but grueling visit.

You question.

You accuse.

You point.

You threaten.

You push

trying to beat me down

and making my blood boil.

I remember you now.

I know you.

Now that you've come back

Up to your old tricks.

Your arrows are 

not meant for me.

They glide by me

into thin air

finding another mark

as I ever so slightly

move out

of your path.

(c) GMK 

3/4/2015