Poetry

Monsters@Play

Not in frame of anyone’s sight
Only in shadow of All Hallow’s light
Lost and found in masks of fright
Defined not in day nor by night

The will to be, a welcome end
Daily life a what not when
While the why escapes the bitter bend
Of transformation to descend

Over head, the boastful crown
Skewed fingernails, painted frown
Excitement hides behind the brown
And other pigments training down

Old souls cater to the new
Spirits gather, the happy few
Dinner served as words imbue
Lifting smiles, grifting views

But under moon’s monstrous glow
A finale plays a tune’s dark foe
Thin the bustling, no more in tow
Back to rustling sleep demons go

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