Ancient Forms

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Horrors

Why can’t they be quenched?
The feeling that I can’t
I can.. ‘t
Do anything about what The form foresees as inevitable.

Subject: MOUNTAIN Anomaly – Citizen Dairy entry
Location: Pennsylvania – Anomaly Sector 043
Date : June 14 1964

The mist descending again brings The fear that the wool-brimmed statues might come. Those untainted cream jackets will mock as their unnervingly pale hands hold out a soot engraved uniform.

The mist unabated now.

I’m not delusional as their contrasted black eyes insisted into my mind. Whatever The form had wrought,
I dare not plant my trembling to obtain that knowledge.

Five birds fly by, I wish their ignorance was mine.
I could be at peace with The form.


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