Thursday, October 15, 2009

A Bedtime Story

         Because once we took it at a run to race a turned-off light to bed. Now we flick the switch down and place feet against the ground, proceed unafraid across the dark bedroom. Once we believed in a fill-in-the-blank progression of our lives.          

- Katie Wilson

 

       Down here we all float

     - Pennywise the Clown from Stephen King's "It"

A Bedtime Story

   

As long as there have been beds

there have been monster beneath them

and you still 

remember the day when you discovered

that your bed

was just such a bed

You remember being alone

and knowing no one would 

believe you

and knowing it was 

only a matter of time

until it found you

So you made a lunge for it's tail

and now your in it, arn't you

If you let go of the monster’s tail

the one you have been holding

every day and night since

it might turn and bear it’s teeth

it might consume you

but it might just turn to smoke

The question is

which would be worse

being consumed

or hanging on to smoke

even a second 

longer than 

necessary