Eyes on me wherever I am

I have eyes on me wherever I am.
I don't know that my profession can be that enchanting,
Such that I have a pool of fans,
Who are ready to pounce on my personal life.


My actions of my daily life have been the subject of conversation
Among aunties.
Whatever I wear when I go jogging,
Whatever I hang out to dry on the bamboo poles,
Whatever trash I take out to throw,
Whatever fastfood that I order to eat
Whatever I do on my front car porch,
I realized,
Are under the powerful scrutiny of my neighbour's eyes.
For reasons I can think of,
I am a superstar.
Hey!! I am famous, what!!


My neighbour,
She has been secretly reporting my lifestyle to a colleague of mine.
My neighbour,
Whose daughter is a customer of this colleague of mine.
A colleague,
Whose age is six years older than me,
Never mind if you do not understand this complex human relationship.
Sometimes, the mindsets of these aunties are too complex to comprehend.
Their sense of respecting one's privacy is appalling.


By twist of fate,
This colleague revealed through a slip of her tongue,
That this neighbour has been feeding her live footage of
What I do at home.

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Perhaps you are not aware,
I have my eyes on you, by now,
At the stroke of midnight,
I will start to devour nothing-better-to-do humans,
Bones and cartilage, tendons and eyeballs,
I will suck dry the body's blood, right up till the last drop of blood,
Body parts that I cannot chew I will throw them into a huge boiling pot,
I will be ready to brew my refreshing tea.


You,
You take in whatever I dish out.
Why not spread around the above piece of juicy news as well?