'Dark'.

In the dark, next to the door
there is a shape that's nothing more
than a shirt or book or shoe
but it's frightening, you wonder "who
or what is that, beside my chair,
staring at me with fiendish glare?"
and so you hide your frightened head,
push it to your warm, safe bed
'til morning comes, to your surpise
that scary beast, those beady eyes
were nothing more than shoes, marked
made surreal and scary in the dark.