Thursday, September 9, 2010

It's Over, Fair Sleeper

They fall down from the treetops
And catch all the little ones in their teeth.
They jump from branch to limb
And gnash and claw to the earth.
They grab you from the side
And tear until you can't feel a thing.
They take what you give
But what you lend isn't enough.

I swear I saw them walking around the park
Last Thursday afternoon,
Right before the moonflowers bloomed
And the wedding party walked through.
Didn't you see them too?
I swear I saw them running down the street
With their claws bared,
Not that anyone was scared
When they took the children and the elderly—
Did they take them too tenderly?

You know I'm not crazy.
You know I'm not the only one they keep up at night.
You know.
You know.
You know you're not telling me.

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