Billet-Doux
There is everything heroic about the way our mother monster conducts herself, not just on lens, but on screen, on stage and on life's canvas itself. The reason in her words, the creativity in her image, the hypnotizing movements of her body as it moulds the beat, the hidden tones in her voice. It all warps and combines to give us, the little monsters, a place to belong. A place that exists for as long as she procures it.
Then we, the apparent kings and queens, recognize that our crowns are but plastic - and come crashing back to reality.
For without our matriarch, there is no kingdom, and without a kingdom, we are, once more, monsters. But it is in our monstrous nature that we can, again, find ourselves.
For if you take away the music, the words, the image, the lights, you are not left with nothing, but everything. The kingdom, our safe haven, it is a part of who we are, in our attitudes, it is our hearts, and we take it with us wherever we go.
So we stand - clicking away, exchanging pheromones with complete strangers, all for just one glimpse of mother monster.
The show ends, but we do not. We pick up our plastic crowns, with the recognition that projection is what gives them worth. We wear them proudly.
When you're lonely
Don't be.
We are your little monsters.
And we will carry you with us wherever we go.
Then we, the apparent kings and queens, recognize that our crowns are but plastic - and come crashing back to reality.
For without our matriarch, there is no kingdom, and without a kingdom, we are, once more, monsters. But it is in our monstrous nature that we can, again, find ourselves.
For if you take away the music, the words, the image, the lights, you are not left with nothing, but everything. The kingdom, our safe haven, it is a part of who we are, in our attitudes, it is our hearts, and we take it with us wherever we go.
So we stand - clicking away, exchanging pheromones with complete strangers, all for just one glimpse of mother monster.
The show ends, but we do not. We pick up our plastic crowns, with the recognition that projection is what gives them worth. We wear them proudly.
When you're lonely
Don't be.
We are your little monsters.
And we will carry you with us wherever we go.
love & paws. 2010. kait kruger - monstrosity extraordinaire x
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