Bigfoot

'Why are you still wearing that mask?'

I ask

'What do you mean?'

He responds

As his fingers fidget around the seams

And he holds out a smile

Trapped In an oil lamp

that barely keeps us warm 

In fact

the elephant 

froze weeks ago 

I don't know 

any other way 

to beg you 

to stay 

To convince you

It's safe 

A buoyed off bay

Safe to remove the shield

Safe to shave off your beard

Safe to fully love me

Our trauma was perfectly mirrored.

I wanted to be loved

As the pure version of myself

You may have taught me 

how to be a ghost

So I haunt you 

like a successful protege. 

But baby I was never scared 

of the monster in you.

I was ready to embrace him

When there was a first sighting

Welcome him into our world

So its a conspiracy theory tragedy.

BIgfoot had nothing to fear