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Literature Text
You tried really hard to outgrow the bogeyman
Whose eyes you were sure lay just under your bed
On witching nights and when
Your parents locked the bedroom door and you were
Left to draw your blanket from its scabbard
And defend yourself
But what did you know then
That wishing time away and begging
Urban legends to toss it in
Was the equivalent of stuffing the quilt
Of your youth into a cedar chest
You believed in Santa, but
You could not erase just one side
Of the coin
And your disdain
For the crawlers of the night translated
Into the captains of holidays - before you could
Blink
Nothing existed and you were wise
And you felt stupid
And you trusted fantasy fiction
To perpetuate the lie just
A little bit longer
And you sat in long lecture classes and
Contemplated why they won’t
Subsidize your loans
And sometimes you felt like that
Was living, that was it
But as the black curtain fell and
Shimmered velveteen against the backlight
You realized that this entire time
you’ve been asking
No, been begging
The bogeyman
To punch
His time card
Tonight.
