vulpine

behind the wall
with vulpine grin
she plots and plans
orders me this way and that
fierce and proud as feral cat
looks out from eyes
that aim to please
but shouldn't always
so she'll seize control
with craft and guile
my words spew forth
with bitter bile
before the rest of me
knows what I say
before regret
can have its way
but sometimes
she is who I need
delivering her angry screed
to defend me for my own sake
when others their advantage take