They

They are watching me,
The unknowable They,
Their ocular probes slicing away —
Slitting, slashing, night and day
They.

I am to They a fascination.
An object of no sensation.
They scrutinise, analyse —
Peel away my thin disguise.
They.

They are speaking of me,
The unspeakable They.
Dissecting precisely each word that I say.
Forbidden incursion, a vocal foray.
They.