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Lan's Pabyrinth

by Johnny Crimson

Faun creature on my doorstep,
I had the horns delivered too,
in pieces of course.
Amazon ships overnight now,
or have they always?

I'm really not sure
what the proper protocol might be
in ordering a monster?
Is there a manual I should've downloaded?

At least this beast came with instructions,
some assembly required
but it shouldn't be overbearing.
Certainly, I can start with the legs.

Need something sturdy to build on,
a bench of some sort,
it is a short monster
after all.

I'd nearly completed my masterpiece
when I remembered the horns were key.
I cut open the box
and dug through the packing peanuts.

Pulling upward
with great speed
the white devil horns
appeared before me.

I went to place them on your head
but you'd vanished and I noticed
a note left amongst the packing materials
that littered the floor.

"Thank you for creating me,
thank you for liberating my inner self.
I would be nothing without your hands.
However, I'm really not that into men."


Posted on 05/05/2014
Copyright © 2022 Johnny Crimson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 05/05/14 at 02:03 PM

Cute Johnny! Cute! Amazing how wild things, once they get their legs, just never seem to stand still.

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