At Last Those Fears-a poem

Monsters aren’t those fables

you’ve read in your

children’s book.

They’re merely the

souls wandering around

your every corner.

Ripped from their

crimson fingernails

and scaly backsides,

they’re humans right

before you.


Not each had bad intentions,

don’t let the others cast

a spell and

blindside your

thoughts into black


and thunderstorms.

At last those


will simmer

in that cup of tea

you grasp.



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