Put the monster back in the box.
I can almost hear the screams of terror.
The tearing of flesh, the sobbing cries,
The oh my god am I going to die?
Put the monster back in the box.
Blending in with the everyday people.
Looking, stalking, finding a new friend's.
Like a cat catching a bug, then let's it go,
To catch it again and again.
Put it back in the box!
It's back. . .in the box.
April 23/14
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