View this post on Instagram There are no monsters under our beds, nowadays they are more likely to be in them #Halloween #monsters #scary #relationships #people #handwritten #prose #poetry #poetsofinstagram A post shared by The Receipt Poet (@the_receipt_poet) on Oct 31, 2016 at 12:27pm PDT


He’s here, he’s around, you never were. Except his hand doesn’t fit mine like yours did, He smells nice yet I don’t inhale him, He’s tall like you but I don’t feel quite as safe in his arms, He hates biting, but you left marks all over my neck, He’ll hug me at the end…