The creature rests on cold, white ceramic.
Even when it sleeps, it stands, alert,
Staring out from its face of pale green hair.
It has a long neck the color of bone
And it’s gray body resembles an airplane
That has lost its wings and fallen from heaven.

The green circle of a heart on its chest looks inviting,
But if pressed, the beast wakes up.

The earth shakes and the sky falls.
A deep wailing sound, like a chorus of hungry children,
Escapes from between the hairs on the creature’s face,
But the hair itself has transformed and solidified
Into the sharp bristles of a humpback whale’s teeth.
They stretch and writhe, reaching for a life to consume.

Amid all of this horror,
A pleasant smell, sweet and cool and stinging,
Draws in the victims,
And forces them to believe that
This monster just wants to help.