Pub Chatter: UNBOUND - September 24, 2017 - Prompt #3 - Write a poem about the monster under the bed.

My Mattress Monster Lied to Me

My mattress monster lied to me

When I was ten, he said he'd be

My friend.

But now he just ignores my needful plea.

My mattress monster licked my toes

When I was twelve, he heard my woes

And pain.

He left for me the comfort of a rose.

My mattress monster sulked in bed

The day that I was give'n and wed

And chained.

His note vowed he would love me, long past dead.

My mattress monster disappeared.

And I'm alone, just as I feared,

With the remains.

Damn.

Naomi