My Ninja Woman
Ninja woman steadily studies me.
She has come to live, and she is gloating.
I feel a power I have never felt.
She is coming to life in my living room.
Staring at me from beyond the sofa.
I recognize her look; she is gloating.
I feel a bit threatened. She exudes danger.
Can I sleep tonight? Will she annihilate me with her weapons?
Does she not care that I am her creator?
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