Monday, January 28, 2013

Portrait of a Monster

He cackles, throws his mouth open like a cave
two stalagmites catching the light,
four stalactites jaggering down
from the laughter den.

He grabs for me, those paws
every day more sure
less needing steadying.
He twists and giggles, looks askance,
tells me in no uncertain terms that I am
goo goo
and heheheheh.

Should I be flattered?

My constrictor instincts surge,
I want to squeeze him
and swallow him whole
but the monster
is clever
and wiggles away,
blowing bubbles,
waving to himself
as if there were a procession
and he were king.

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