monster

I've replaced the voices now.

It used to be I'd speak to them

At every opportunity,

About what I did and what I said and

How to improve my character.

Ha.

I've replaced the voices now.

I've got a monster here instead.

He stands, big and tall and

Bright cobalt blue.

On a cliff top

Just like the good Lord's eagle.

But instead of having wings,

He only has a rope

To climb across the ocean.

I watch him as he stamps his feet,

I watch him as he calls me names,

I watch him plead with me and plead,

To grab that rope and pull,

Pull him across to my world

To make him blue reality.

I'm almost fond of that monster now,

Out on the cliff top all alone,

He'll pine away and die.

Thinner and thinner,

His voice soft and weak,

Until one day, I'll look over,

And my blue monster will be gone.