Before him the
monster grew
In the stippled light
Dappled blue
It was an interesting
sight.
A wondrous
uncompromising
Dark hue
Its features had a
disconcerting
Temporary feel. Nose
and ears fixed by glue
And where his mouth
should have
Been was a blue suede
shoe,
And in place of eyes
grave-
Stones inscribed with
the names of no one I knew.
Still, he was very
polite
For such a badly-hewn
Creature of the
night.
Crafted as if from
ancient stone
In the half-light, he quietly broke my
neck
With a
pleasant-enough smile
And I heard it crack
Dying, deeply impressed
by his style.
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