There's a monster growing in my head.
   It's roots reach deep and push my brain
   into corners where it loses my mind. I
   see ghosts and old lovers on worn knees
   adoring me a Christ child in a manger.
   I tell strangers how I loved our *****.

   Light blinds me at noon and holds me
   prisoner 'til 3am when ***** and pills
   tame monsters so I sleep 'til another
   noonday sun. Burn the monster. Spare
   the town. Midnight mass bright as noon
   sun. Sing as the candles burn me down.