From the Guest Room

Behind the White Coat

bathroom in an old train car

Monsterby Kevin Morris

As a child I feared a monster tall,
a grotesque shadow on the wall.
I hurried to obey it’s every call,
Fearing lest it my life forestall.
Now I see a thing lothesome and small,
A ball of dirt upon the floor.
The monster’s presence can harm me no more,
Soon it will pass through death’s waiting door.

Some months back I did a guest post over at Kevin Morris’s blog. My first guest post ever! Today you all get to enjoy the reciprocal first guest post ever at Behind The White Coat, the poem above by Mr. Morris. Please check out his blog here!

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