by Gary William Crawford
They are taking my picture
from four angles.
They are the monitors of mystery,
the wicked lawmen
in the shadow city.
I pick at the scab
of my madness
until it bleeds again.
Why do they do this to me?
I have harmed no one.
Yet they call me on the phone
speaking in a coded language.
I cannot understand why
they mock and taunt me
They take me to a hospital
in the garbage dump
outside the shadow city.
“This is the proper place for you,”
say the monitors of mystery.
Every day they take
my picture from four angles.
I forever read with four eyes
a passage in one of their horrible bibles,
and await the darkness.
© 2005 Gary William Crawford
Gary Crawford is the author of two books of poetry, Poems
of the Divided Self and In Shadow Lands,
and the short story collection Gothic Fevers. I
have published works of literary scholarship and criticism, such as Ramsey
Campbell, J. Sheridan Le Fanu: A Bio-Bibliography, and Robert
Aickman: An Introduction. He is also the founder and editor
of Gothic Press (http://www.gothicpress.com/.)
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