March 13, 2012

Monsters

By marcofreschi

“I am Afraid of Monsters,”

jeered the boy to his Father

clothed in skins

“Don’t be,” He replied

with a grin

as he tore the flesh from the bone

with his Teeth, and

Blood rolled down his Chin.

“There’s no such thing.”

About marcofreschi

I live in the Ocean and write poetry View all posts by marcofreschi

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