In a creepy cold attic
laughing and joking with Santa
lies the Red King.
Time is there too
and they play with the Moon
on creaky old floorboards —
the Tooth Fairy, the Easter Bunny
even the Bogyman makes an appearance.
For the length of the night
each share the others loss
in a support group for the bereaved.
When alarm clocks below wake the world,
they all vanish, leaving only Time
alone. Taking a shard
from the window pain
bleeds out into day.