Slaying The Monsters Under My Bed

Blinking awareness, can it be?

The beams cracking

Breaking free…

My hand slides to touch

And on a deep inhale

My pointing finger nests in between

You’ve got to listen to what I’m saying!

My love…don’t underestimate me

I never wait till midnight to do my snacking

The love inside of me IS your key

A loud motivator..but, it’s never too much

And on a deep exhale

My body transforms into a scene

Where the monsters under my bed are what I’m slaying