Monophonic Lullabies
Illustration by: Emil Valdivia
Little monster could not sleep.
“I can’t sleep.”
The little boy asked him what was wrong.
“What’s wrong?”
Little monster answered:
“Something’s bothering me.”
The little boy asked what was bothering him:
“What’s bothering you?”
And the little monster said:
“Read the story again, i forgot how it ended.”
The little boy asked which story it was:
“Which story?”
The little monster answered:
“The story where I woke up from a weird dream of black brick houses trashing the next door neighbor’s house with eggs and toilet paper.”
The little boy answered:
“Oh that! Okay, but you have to promise me you’ll sleep right after I tell you that story, it’s past your bedtime.”
The little monster promised:
“Promise.”
So the little boy got the book and started reading.
“Once upon there was a little monster named Burko. One night, he had a dream. In his dream, he woke up inside a black-bricked house. He stepped outside and started throwing the neighbor’s house with pink eggs and long, endless, flying toilet paper.”
The little monster was falling half asleep in the middle of the story.
The little boy continued:
“Burko found a box full of jumping baby rockets. He threw them up in the air. The baby rockets flew up, up and away! He sang “come on aileen oh I swear what he means at this moment, you mean everythiiiiing..” and danced away through the night under the moonlight on the beach, smiling at the waves and the clouds and the stars, and fell asleep. And he lived happily ever after.”
Before the little boy could even finish the story, the little monster was already in a deep deep slumber.
“Tomorrow, I’ll tell you the same story again. Good night, Burko.”
Said the little boy.
