Before Lecter Meets His Lamb

by Fauna

This is because this is poetry month, and I was challenged, and I never fail a challenge. Mwahaha! Basically, it's Hannibal's thoughts right before he met Clarice...

In response to an evil challenge...


Before Lecter Meets His Lamb

Solitary confinement
Within my memory palace.
I lay on my bed,
But my mind travels far beyond this cell.

I can filter noises through my ears.
Only those of importance ring clear while I visit my palace.
The metal clang of a heavy lock
And the main door is opening.

I lay ever still,
Senses keened to the open door.
I hear light steps on the heavy floor
My mind tells me it can't be Barney.

The steps grow louder,
The person gets closer.
Something sweet is in the air,
Something innocent, something female.

I rise quickly to the edge of my bed,
Closer still the steps grow.
I hear Miggs jumping in his cell,
Hissing perverted sentiments to our visitor.

My feet bring me to stand before I command them.
The steps are slow now, hesitating.
My tongue slides over my lips in anticipation;
This visitor is for me.

A polite smile lives on my mouth,
Always the gentlemen.
A body comes into view,
And the games begin.

"Hello...."