Interlude; a Ghost in the Wings

Can you hear her now?

Rumbling in the background noise of every room you enter

Groaning from your stomach when it hungers

Patient, looming, in the eyes of the predator

In the gaping mouth of the prey

Is she in your head?

Maybe you saw her first

Caught a glimpse between the lines, between the letters?

Like a ghost in the mirror

A ghost in the wings?