for Debbie Burton Linhorst
monsters woke me up in the dead middle of the night
they looked blue and fluffy, freshly laundered monsters.
what is it this time I tried to say in their language
their eyes glowed
this is getting old.
I threw my last flat pillow at them
they scattered
in the morning leaving cookie crumbs
all over the place.
mary angela douglas 15 september 2020
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