Fat Bastards

[vulture]

Bring me tales of the Boogey Men
and things that go BUMP!
in the night...

I will not take fright.
Been there, done that...

I have closets with entire herds
of skeletons dancing and flailing
about in their cedar and lilac
scented dark environs...

Do you know how hard it is
to hang a skirt in that crowd?

And the Boogey Men?
One of those fat bastards
used to sleep under my bed
when I was a child, too...

I know, I could hear him sawing
logs under there. Could of been sawing
other children...And that was the noise
I heard, not his loud snores. What did I care?
As long as he wasn't sawing
away on me and my tender limbs...

Bring me tales of the Boogey Men
and things that go BUMP!
in the night...

I will not take fright.
Been there, done that...

7/18/2011

[darkness0within]

As a child I used to see faces floating in my bedroom at night. Some kind and beautiful to behold. Others horrible with pointy teeth and gray faces. Only once did one say anything to me. And that was just my name. Imagined or not it was an unnerving experience for me at the time.

I like the humor threaded through this Vulture. certainly enjoyed the read my friend.

[vulture]

Thank you, kindly, for your read and comments, Darkness.