Once I let a really strange man into my house.
Our conversations were brief, pointed,
laden with expectation and no concern for manners.
He was obsessed with serial killers,
one in particular, admired the way he dressed.
The way he made women love him and then cut them away
quite literally. He was dark and wore a smell
I couldn’t recognise but when I looked into his eyes
and was afraid.
I asked him to leave.