Bat Spirit

From a place of peace,

I laugh at my own shriek

as I discover yet another leak

in privacy from critters & creatures

chatting, shuttering, hell, even flying

Right inside this lease,

gratefully mine for now, but a crease

between eyelids, after sunset, endures.

Listen, I want to say don't hurt her

but part of me wants them all dead.

Knowing harm comes from a place of past,

I build bat barricade and lay down to rest my head

What else can I do from the comfort of my bed?