The Whole HOG!!!!

the one you always say that's just your clothes or something, stacked in a weird way. looks uncannily like a man.

you ever wonder how he feels? or she. or they. I'm not too sure. the closet guy doesn't like being seen so it's hard to tell what they are.

maybe they like the dark. maybe they like the mystery of not being found. maybe they prefer to be thought of as a mysterious superstition. a trick of the human eye. a little prank of our own brains.

maybe they're lonely. it's gotta be rough, showing up in so many people's closets and not being able to approach or be approached. they watch over us, guarding us (from what?) and never get any recognition for it. or maybe they're what's being guarded against. who knows.

I don't know. but next time I see the closet guy I'm going to give them a hug. if they let me get close. just a big old hug. what's the worst that can happen?