Closet Demons
I couldn’t hide my eyes from them
Again,
Ethereal
Forms floating from my frayed mind’s bend.
Ghouls and cruel demons ruled my
Night,
Illuminated
By the leering yellow closet light.
My blanket gave a haven from
Pain.
Too
Terrible, I twitch to explain.
Growing bolder, my foes close to harrow my soul
More.
Thoughts
Slyly slipped sideways across my brain’s floor:
When did my tendency begin to lend me to
Cower?
Before
Might was more my method of maneuver.
With this pillow built of holy feather
Down,
I’ll
Crush their cackling carcasses to the ground.
But up opened the cuts of my
Eyes.
Wide
Awake before butting the beasts from my bedside.
-kc
