It’s late night and you’re watching TV
You’re relaxed, not expecting to be surprised
During a commercial, glance out your window
Into a pair of big, bright red eyes
It is staring at you with great interest
And then it opens its mouth and roars
From your sight, it suddenly vanishes
And then starts pounding on your door
Your first thought is to call for help
Which means at least a thirty-minute wait
A lot can happen during that time
And what you do determines your fate
In horror, you hear the door buckle
The stress and creaks, a horrible sound
All of this time the creature is roaring
Its intentions are most definitely inbound
It’s your first encounter with a Bigfoot
A meeting you will never ever forget
For if you survive this primal attack
The memory will always keep you upset
In your bathtub, you huddle and tremble
In your mind, you expect the worst
To be torn apart, limb by bloody limb
As the Bigfoot sates its carnal thirst
In the distance, you can hear a siren
And you realize help is almost here
Just maybe it will get here in time
To alleviate all of your desperate fear
In the darkness, the creature retreats
In the shadows, it slowly turns to watch
It knows that it will keep coming back
Because it is curious, being a Sasquatch
June 14, 2022