(Poem) Sometimes We Love Monsters Too by Phibby Venable

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Sometimes we lie and say, you are not a monster,

Everything they said to me, I said yes back, I said no,

I climbed on a stool to study monsters up close

Oh, I said, it’s true, sometimes you can love a monster too

I said yes, I said no, I stood before them, a composer,

a musical prodigy of wounded sounds

Each melody disguised itself to their growls, hearts of raging

chocolates, flowers in a unique medley of lies

I accepted it all with half-closed eyes

Some lies clapped their hands,

some grew so rough I could not listen,

some too embarrassed to say a thing, they used

an essence of sweet silence, they used

artificial bouquets of blame.

I told them I could dance.

They stopped to watch with suspicion and scorn

I danced on an empty floor,

 I danced swiftly into a maze

On good days I danced my own rescue

out heavy doors


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