I stand at the entrance
of the Cosmic Castle,
a collection of bright stars interconnected.
The main star opens like a door,
a great hall is revealed,
ancient and abandoned.
A silk carpet of indescribable color
leads to a throne.
On the throne lies a crown
made of small stars.
I lift up the crown
and place it on my head.
I am the King.
I find myself in bed.
It was a d…
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to Beautiful Monsters to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.