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Walking It In

Click, click my feet take steps
ticking precious seconds.
An unhoped for present
is breaking all my bonds.

Birds swoop over my head,
fly like iambic feet.
Our rhythm is in sync;
we never miss a beat.

Happy To A Monster See

Happy To A Monster See
By Melissa Severance

Monster do you lie in wait

to scotch or thwart, ambuscade?

Are you there to mill around

so nothing gets off the ground?

What of you must mess about

leaving minds with so much doubt?

Is it your plan to bushwhack

all the good so more the lack?

How of you to lallygag

slowing even doggy’s wag.

There beneath the bed you skulk;

moods become just blooming sulk.

Wonder as you footle do

masterpieces don’t get through.

Odd it is or somewhat queer

your existence helps us here.

Monsters milling under beds

clears the cobwebs from our heads.

Lurk and scupper as you will

Hey to strengthen up my skill.

All the monsters I can face

grow the larger my safe place.

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