Tiny Spark!

HOLY SHIT.  I was looking for myself the whole time.
Desperately, angrily, hungrily searching.
All those monsters that I worried about when I was supposed to be siding with the heroes.
All the movie stars that I thought were talking to me that turned out to be queer.
All of the art that made me want more.
It was all about being queer and loving monsters the whole time.

Not only was the call coming from inside the house
I was the call, I might be the house (haunted, for sure), and
I am absolutely the monster.