Do you know where the monsters hide?
Do you know where they plan and plot and dream?
You probably should know, wouldn’t it make your heart beat a little slower then it’s beating right now?
Wouldn’t that make you feel better?
Monsters been known to entomb themselves in dimly lit basements with painted concrete floors and dusty spider webbed attics that smell like mothballs and dead mice and under beds where you should be safe and warm.
Vexatious, duplicitous, guileful
getting what they want, taking what they desire, terrorizing the weak of heart
is not sport to them
it’s a puzzle to be worked
slowly.
Do you know where the monsters hide?
Lean a little closer, let me put my lips to your ear
I’d be glad to tell you
it’s the most humane thing I can do.