monster?
rustling of the sheets and a little sigh
the pillow oh so cold and comfortable
boy, was it a nice midnight
not your usual time to rest
but what does a boy trapped inside know
lights off is a bewildering time to him
for the two specks of tiny dots glinting at him
would never stop staring even to blink
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