CreatureA Poem by MarlenaI don't really know what you are physically, you are terrifying horrendous and disguisting You have such pale pasty skin, milk white even in utter darkness covered in that thin film of sweat it hangs over your bones like wet towels too weighted down to shift on its own, bending only at liquifying muscle's command. Your arms drag down your legs, past your knees sharp claws covered by that same, disgraceful skin No fingers, nothing to create with only claws and sharp things to kill. Your long toes and feet drag the floor as you lurch you move, you run, you writhe and shiver Creature, something created out of what, I'll never know. Your smoothly rounded head and sharp jutting chin a mouth full of razor gleaming teeth, white and pure surrounded by lips so cracked and a voice, a shriek, so captivating and alarming when heard, I run. But I find you (or perhaps it's you that finds me) later always and you stand there at first, nearly seven feet tall arms hanging limply, skin clutching desperately to bone and I beg you to leave. I beg you to leave. But do you? No. Not until I realize that I am, in fact staring straight into a dulled mirror. © 2009 MarlenaAuthor's Note
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