Visiting Monsters

Stay your quiet; the child is speaking.

She says there are monsters,

She says they are here.

With a point to the head, “They are here.”

They’ve taken her mouth away,

Can’t say if they’ll give it her back.

We’ll see how she fairs.

We’ll see how she fairs,

On our next visit to next to nowhere,

And we’ll sit on the chairs by the door.