shuffling feet + creaking stairs

Nightmares are for children for
They've not yet reasoned gods

they understantand the racing
hearts and reaching hands
from midnight skies

shuffling feet on creaking stairs
raspy breaths
from under beds

then they grow and laugh and
hope, discover gods and god's
great love

the monsters banished
gone to wait but...

Monster's just the word for fate.

M ~