Monster + Moonlight

When the tears were first spotted they were small, maybe someone’s keys caught a divett in the wall as they walked past. Then the tears, when you took a step back, could clearly be grouped in a pattern.

From the pillow I can hear the heat kick on
heff hoosh hummm
safe zones of white shine through the skylights
heff hoosh hummm humm
as if algae grouping in a pond, whips of clouds hug the Moon
humm humm — wripptch
the sides of my eyes go wider attempting to see the sound
hoooshuhuh uh uh and the heat kicks off
did you hear the tear as well Moon?
tzch tzch tzchzz
the ripping sounds of paper split the night
my heels curl into the protective shell of the comforter
something shows on the wall in the Moon’s glow
Briny and pointed long, two feet of shadow
then retreats back into my wall, my eyes wider
realizing from the holes in wallpaper comes a growl
ggrrraaaawww

*moonlight is always unwavering, isn’t it?