Perplexed stumblings through fiction and the every day.
The monsters under the bed and in the wardrobe.The cracks in the pavement.The darkness in the middle of the night.I hid from them all.Now there are new monsters, new cracks and new darkness and I still hide.Is there a need? I don't know. Maybe they would disappear if I faced up to them but I'm too busy hiding.
The monsters under the bed and in the wardrobe.
ReplyDeleteThe cracks in the pavement.
The darkness in the middle of the night.
I hid from them all.
Now there are new monsters, new cracks and new darkness and I still hide.
Is there a need? I don't know. Maybe they would disappear if I faced up to them but I'm too busy hiding.