Come! See what has been done!
Quickly, before this primordial beast slips away again! Watch to keep your stare from it’s eyes lest you are hypnotized.
In the distance one can hear the township wailing. Those are the poor souls who have lost their silver cord.
There! See!?! The woman with her…with her baby.
Do not stare of their eyes. Do not!
A woman dressed in jeans and an amoebic design t-shirt strolled by with her carriage.
The wheels were missing.
As were the infant’s eyes.
Across the street four men sang an unknown song within an unknown tongue. The stars are the secret elders of our generations.
And some ‘humans’ too.
:: 02.14.2020 ::