I'm the story you never told. And I'm telling your story now. I'm telling the secrets you want to hide but can't keep hidden. Listen, as the fire crackles and the cat curls up on your lap. Listen, as your hair stands at uncanny reflections. Listen to your heart, screaming. listen, and dream.

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

The Forgotten Monsters in the Closet

There was a story once told
Of faeries and bluebirds
With sunshine and rainbows in the air

But they didn’t tell you
About the witches and crows
And the thunderstorms that came before

Neither did they warn you
About the dragons and lizards
Hiding in caves

Nor about the monsters
And gloomy forests
Lying in wait for their next victim

I bet they didn’t tell you
About the troll that lived under the bridge
Bidding his time for you to come along

Did they forewarn about
The bandits on top of the mountains
Waiting for you to pass by

Or the ghouls in the graveyard
Watching you shake
As you enter through the creaking gates

Can you hear the hyenas laughing
And the wolves howling
When the moon is full

Do you see the dirt crumbling
And that green hand stretching out
Or that limping figure in the distance

Bet you didn’t know
Bet they didn’t tell you
Bet they were waiting for you to fall

And they said
There was a story once told
Of faeries and bluebirds
With sunshine and rainbows in the air

Picture by : Priscillia Vivienne Toh

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