when i was a kid
werewolves scared me
their metamorphic powers, fangs and yellow eyes
a werewolf in london michael jackson's thriller
crawl into the bedroom with a violent crash
la llorona the weeping woman
waiting for me by the rio grande
a white and grey spectre
mistake me for her children
to drown me in shallow waters
skinwalkers
desert creatures mimicking my voice
luring me into a trap of sickness
walking on deers legs like man
with a coyote's head
the jabberwocky
one two one two and thru and thru
i had no vorpal blade to protect myself
from his thirsty jaws
the scaly creature in the looking glass
the wendigo
monster of the frozen wastes
never enough human flesh to satisfy
a skeleton of disease and famine
the necessity of cannibalism
jaws
the ocean monster a beast
more powerful than dreams
vowed to never swim in the ocean
or even go into a public pool
wasps
giant flying stinging ants
sure to ruin each and every summer
a hum of discord and hate
circling around my
sugary drinks
samara
the girl in the well in the
television
who melts you down after seven days
moves with a glitch and a twitch
ghosts
poltergeists spirits spooks
hiding in impossible places
with unknown intent
walking through doors and walls
i am an adult now
time to put
childish fears
aside
there is only
one thing i fear now
the ultimate
monsters
humans
Bipolar and the Buddha 