Cuddling in a comforter,
My sheep approach the fence for roll call.
But a noise shot the sheep...
"Who's there?" I whimper.
The Creature Without a Heart,
Clawing on the closet door,
Banging and begging , "Let me free from my cursed cage!"
Fear prevented me from answering,
Fear that my only protection was a comforter and parental reassurance.
"You are not real."
(so they tell me)
Cackling in the prison cell,
The Creature Without a Heart sneered with sound,
Beckoned with his breathe, and taunted me,
"Let me out and prove it..."
Fear transformed.
A slaughtered herd in my mind.
By their blood-stained fleece,
I had too many sleepless nights.
"Fine! I'm coming for you."
The Creature Without a Heart covered his mouth,
(He didn't mean to squeal)
With no comforter, I approached the Creature.
My heart larger than his empty chest,
I opened his gate to a familiar sight,
Corduroys, my favorite jeans, and button-up shirts.
Heartless Creature
I didn't know you were lacking a spine as well...
Sunday, October 12, 2008
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