this big white monster taunts me,
tries to grab my ankles
when i walk past it lying there on the floor
this big white monster holds me
and says it's sorry for scaring me,
that everything will be alright
this big white monster crinkles and folds
after all the words i wrote down
didn't sound right
eraser mark after eraser mark
and i decided i would destroy the monster
who stared at me blankly
who gave this big white monster
the right to be so gentle?
who gave this big white monster a soul?
who told my big white monster
that it was just paper
and a few pencil marks
nothing more?
