Midnight Madness Part 3: "Of Mice and Men"

The dead of night surrounded me
dark infusion flooded in.
Patience was now wearing thin
as the evening wind.

My mind began to bend and twist,
convoluted, tangled thoughts.
Scenarios soon did take hold
like spreading rooted warts.

Four walls squared my waiting room,
a silent sentry post.
Will there soon be filled a glass
sipped from to make a toast?

Was then I noticed down below
on the city street,
came a Midnight predator
with hunger for some meat.

This feline moved so stealthily,
trading shadows with desire.
Stalking vermin cautiously
their life to soon retire.

I reveled in the knowledge
that this is what might be.
How my hired night walker
will approach his prey for me.

This chance of mine I know full well
may never come again.
Weakness and fear are what destroys
the schemes of mice and men.