Sympathy for Monsters

by

I come from a place of magic—
all Morpheous miasma and mayhem.
The astral rays of an unremitting sun
nourished me with pallid light…

But now I'm here, forced with you
remnants of godhood wrapped meat
laced with botox, silicon and
monochromatic sedatives…

I only want to eat, but you
judge and begrudge me
the right to survive.

There's no sympathy for monsters.

I was pieces of your neighbor
stitched with recycled sinew
a plutonian suit of mottled skin
hung on post-consumer bone...

But now I’m here, forced with you—
blind and loveless mob bristling with
torch and penetrating pitchfork
to infiltrate my innards…

I only want to run, but you
judge and begrudge me
the right to survive.

There's no sympathy for monsters.

I was siphoned from deep earth
expelled by your excavations
with probing drill and pump that
drain the soul from the world.

But now I’m here, forced with you—
sliding through your fetid excrement
and wasting in your waste as I reach
from the sewer to decimate your decibels.

I only want to sleep, but you
judge and begrudge me
the right to survive.

There's no sympathy for monsters.


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MyNAh_27's picture
Hi Angela, This is a challenging work superbly executed. Congratulstions on your recent successes in the Poetry Nook Contests. Thank you for your kind review of my Haunt Monoku. I’m pleased you enjoyed it. Best Wishes, MyNAh_27

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