monsters live in more than just my closet,

making friends with the skeletons

I don’t ask either of them for rent.

but they take it anyway

in the form of

missed meals and

unnecessary arguments,

self proclaimed insomnia and

the sensation of skin scratching.

a hot head and loose lips

once upon a time I had these monsters locked up

but

left to their own devices

they did what monsters do and

escaped.