Fungal Invasion

Fungal Invasion

A Poem by Richard Guimond
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Evil invasion prompted by any rainy day........

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Fungal Invasion[1]

 

 

Edgar Allan Poe felt it

Arthur Machen grasped it

Lovecraft saw it

 

The human brain inability of perceiving the universe in its totality

orin its  true form was a blessing toward the human mind....

Cause if it could the result would be unbearable and lead to insanity ......

With the rise of the sun rays, faery go to sleep ..... but what happen on rainy days

 Faery is but just sweet and enchanted light and benevolent to human....

 In the darkest corner of Nature lurk entities for whom human importance is a cosmic joke.

Barely conceivable, from dark recesses of the night ,

on rainy days , some shadows keep awaken and filtrated to human reality sphere....

Entities only maleficent to humans by the dual illusion in the perception of the latter,

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Entities seeping in underground roots of trees .

 

Poor blindsided tree huggers unconscious of the λόγος (logos) detained by the gothic minds...

Ever growing life neither good neither bad,

Only horrid gene pools travelling by means of multitude of generations .....

Water the life bringer painting gardens into shades of lustful greens

bust seeping in secret conduits into life it self corroding vegetation as mutating metal to rust ......

Grey living fungi pushing spores of madness into unsuspected human dwellings

Unruled waves of uncaring parasites rotting roots of man logical constructions

Carriers of chaos sheet of mold between walls of sanity.....

Evil is not hellish but natural and nature not on human side .......

Nature itself is but the grim reaper that would wipe any traces of order and civilization..........

As soon as it's born a living organism is but a rotting corpse fated to doom .....

We are all born to die overwhelmed by waves of upcoming generations of all kinds ........

Return to dry dust by way of humid mold and fungi.......

No difference between demonic figures of old and bacteria, viruses of today ......

Fungi spreading spore eating organism still alive ......

Evil invasion prompted by any rainy day........

Water the universal solvent

 

Water he gaveth, water he taketh

 

Humidity bringer of arthritic pain ...

breaker of articulate joints ......

Humidity bringer of fungal infection



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© 2015 Richard Guimond


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Richard Guimond
Richard Guimond

Beloeil,, Québec, Canada



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