Monsters

He’s a monster!

Screams and horror

Knuckled hands entrap tiny wrists

Her petals twirl

But drown in jet waters

Little girls don’t float like little flower boats

They sink into shadows

Masking features

so creatures can come to light

 

Monsters!

Scratch in the corners

Slink dim-lit corridors

He hides by day

Slips in and out of shadows

Blind eyes cast from passers-by

His green skin screams

so cloaks himself in blackness

and slinks with cats

 

They love monsters!

Shriek in dark theaters

Hold on, close those eyes

Screen rips

Horror spills into the isles

Automatic strobe touches skulls

Mothers weep – beg back fair

Mothers seek armor against modern demons

 

That monster!

Bat wings

silhouetting the new moon

Howling behind the treeline

Seducing angels in skirts of satin

Ancient form bent low

Insert the devil in long kiss

He lingers upon your lips

He tastes your scream

Breathes terror in deep

 

O Monster!

She weeps – but loves the drama

Ingenue, strapped to the tracks

He’s coming full force

He’s head-on

Knuckled hands hold her heart

It doesn’t float

She drowns in black waters

Screaming for her monster

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