Fremont Troll. Seattle, Washington. August 13, 2012. |
Now we are in the lair,
the den, the bed
where darkness lies down to rest
unseen,
Where the strange exhaust of unnatural
pores lingers in the shadows
unseen...
To breathe the air here,
to take inside that bitterness,
is to fill up and clog arteries
with a hundred twisted desires,
with a thousand warped urges.
With the sounds of traffic overhead,
our hearts beat and our minds bend
to that slow madness.
Here, where even billy goats
smell fear and run away,
we recognize the troll
sleeping in concrete
behind us.
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Fremont Troll. Seattle, Washington. August 13, 2012. |
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