[Adonis]

As a kid, I’d lie awake in the deadest of nights
Never could shake a headful of frights
Even my classmates knew I was a Woose inside
Couldn’t take the heat, so a kitchen’s never the place that I'd hide
I was a disgraceful delight, polite as could be
Not every juvenile would liken to me
see, I’m easily excited, blush when I’d see the word ‘she’
A bit ‘love-touched’, not a hateful bone in this being
I didn’t have many friends, my imagination was rampant
In the end, I fathomed a book would have my last handprint
Cause I’d self deprecate, I loved horror the most
Non-fictions depiction would be a devil or ghost
Now I knew what was real, just hated it more
So I’d spend hours in chapters with serrated old swords
Ghouls and demons being created in lore
The greatest was Rowr, a demon obsessing of me
His eyeballs would flicker in sync, all thirty plus repetitively
A sudden… pause …follows by a shivering wink
He’s consciously mean; out seeking the meek
A shadow cast in the wrath he imposes for free
Notice his wings; Diamond tough with an edge
Hattori Honzo sharp; snug, just under a bed
Unsure how he fits with muscles bulging about
He’s overtly stout, a silent assassin
Slowly sends shivers in route to this violent attraction
His mischievous mouth only syphons life out
A sadists orgasm, The ultimate tool
A team player who rules, gravely fashionable
I couldn’t sleep knowing he lived under my sheets
Until that *squeak*, as he moved out from beneath
He asked politely and calm, “excuse me, can you stop frightening me?
Every night you flail arms and your feet, striking with ease
The later it gets, the louder you breathe, growling it seems
As if to state your size, which leaves me cowering see?
Well, now I’m tired, and I’d like to be friends if you'd please
End the tyranny, and not be afraid of what’s above my bed when I sleep"





~Pixar scours the globe for its next great character, an open invitation for anyone to create it~