Bear-Shirt (Locust I)
Grasshopper
In my ear
Nibbles on my brain,
Mumbles, drones,
Whispers strange tales.
(. . . kill everyone),
It says,
(. . . no one need know
that it was you and I).
We laugh as we
Smash in the pumpkins' heads,
Roar with glee
As we leap off cliffs
Overlooking lost jotun realms.
Running blindfolded down the street,
Bloody, frozen screeching.
A mind is a terrible thing
In the eye of the beholder.
© 2006 Sorn Skald
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