My Monster.

In a dream

be it my monster

in the eyrie of leave-taking

be it my death

for the throes into the sea;

my monster

in the dark lassitude unsure

but illuminated

in which there is the torpid leg

of maple sap

warmed with hisses

of the sea;

my monster

through branches

befalls me.

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  16 comments for “My Monster.

  1. June 19, 2020 at 7:25 am

    Good one. 😉😃

    Liked by 2 people

  2. June 19, 2020 at 7:36 am

    “In which there is the torpid leg of maple sap warmed by hisses”

    The vocabulary of this line alone makes me all tingly.

    👌Perfecto

    Liked by 2 people

  3. June 19, 2020 at 7:37 am

    Good

    Liked by 1 person

  4. June 19, 2020 at 9:58 am

    Amazing read

    Liked by 1 person

  5. June 19, 2020 at 1:36 pm

    Short of adjectives…loved it 😇😍

    Liked by 1 person

    • June 19, 2020 at 1:57 pm

      Aww, thank you. ❤

      Like

  6. Rhen Laird
    June 19, 2020 at 8:48 pm

    Scary to think about too long…

    Liked by 1 person

  7. June 21, 2020 at 2:09 am

    👏👏

    Liked by 1 person

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