Another Monster - Laetitia Sadier

There is something very dark the shadow of which can’t be turned around

To diffuse some light, what is this thing at last

Whose sound has been muted and repressed?

Attracted to the color red

Some dim, some intimately deep corner

You’re not much loved under the light

One war as one too many war

One war, the one that killed his soul

He runs closer and closer to the wood, (?) for your love

And although well and in flux, he teaches no one (?)

Chance crushes, the deeper bones

So what, you are a monster but I’m part woman, rid yourself of me

Your case needs opening up, look inside, feel what needs to be felt

There are choices you can make, the humble ones of the poet

The player, he cannot sleep at night

The player whose soul was killed in war