I remember sitting in my favorite red chair,

Right in front of the TV when I was young,

Curled up so no one could see,

Of course, yes, I was playing with myself, yes me…

Star Trek, the Outer Limits & the Twilight Zone,

Mom used to sneak in and scare me,

I jumped & cried, I won’t say what was shown,

Stop being a baby she would always say,

Under my breath or in my head I’d curse her,

As she, laughing, walked away…

But then I was quite young,

Went to bed & had nightmares,

Parents said no more scary shows,

All I could think of was that really blows…

But the next week would come,

And still I would watch them,

Mom never remembered, always too loaded she was,

Never knew then that about that I should be glum…