
The terror is in viewing the human
face
and then hearing it talk
and watching the creature
move .
the terror is in knowing its
motives .
the terror is in seeing it
skinned ,
opened
for the internal view of the
spirit
the terror is looking at the
eyes .
the terror is knowing of the
centuries of its
doings .
the terror is the unchangeability
of it .
and its multiplicity ,
its duplicity , it’s
everywhere , a giant mass
of it …
…this massive zero of
life
labeled
Humanity .
the terror , the
horror ,
the waste of them
and you and
me
through and
though .
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