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I saw something approach in a greygray myst 

                                                                                    and beside it        and beside it

I saw somethings more

somethings   coalescing
dark gatherers
                            somethings of mass  stature    plodding      assured

moving on  towards me


on towards where I fearfully hid on my belly bugeyed
unflinching
frightened to take my very eyes off them that they might suddenly appear before me and have me
before I could scream
 

I struggle keeping my breath stuffed in my mouth

strictured in my dry swollen throat

tears hang bitterly in my gaping eyes

                                                                                             

and over my black fear  I plead

I try to coax and evince the Wind Spirits to rise and twist this firmament free of the biting

brackish nails holding it riven  and stretched up out of the molting earth

                                       

They were deaf

They hid behind me

somewhere

also afraid to look away from this Approaching

these things growing 

Gigantic

in every passing moment   eking nearer

                                                                                                                             

On    on and on they stride

flensing the darkdullness from their very atoms 

freeing themselves

they walked unhurried towards where I lay holding my breath

holding a fist in my mouth  my other hand strapped across my face to smother or deny any involuntary mewl I might make

and Now they walk

trailing rafts and weaves of curling smoke tinged and smeared with red Time

Dysfunction  Destruction                                                                                                                              

gasping Fear 

 

threeNO!  there are four

four well developed gigantic human shapes

naked males

hung enormous

their cocks descending to within nearly two Hands or grasps above their knees  restless

turgid   aware

and alert 

                                                                      

and pressed  clasped  under their grim hands  their black rimmed nails  atop their shoulders

they clutched naked women

                                                epaulettes

their legs splayed  their quims shivering  spilling

slicksilver humour down their massive humanshaped chests and narrowed belly

I weep now

  

silently I wept those dammed bitter tears

silently grateful to those lost twisting women

who made noise enough struggled enough that these enormous forms were deaf to me

unconcerned of my hidden countenance

            

my Simpering cowardice

they pass

their  long  long  heavy  shadows  drag over me 

                                                                                

pulling at my hair  chaffing my skin red
 

                                                                                                         

I  did  not  move

I  did  nothing

to betray myself

                                   

nor betray the Winds

2357,  Sunday,  14  12. 14