Sense Sonnet - Chiller

 Time Out

From time to time they let me out

Of the closet they keep me in.

Fireside, I get to sit near 'bout

To warm my bones, I've lost my skin.

I'm comfy in my rocking chair,

Reading my fav'rite book by Poe.

They allow me privacy there.

I appreciate these times so.

I don't blame them, after all they

No matter what are my children.

In the closet kept hid away,

Where I do be their skeleton.

They let me sit here for a while.

Upon my skull I form a smile.