Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Alien Gods

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It was a tough call, which poem to feature on Halloween, but I had to come back to his predatory and creepy masterwork...I heard him do an as-yet-unreleased reading of this, sounding like a radio transmission from a lost planetary expedition. Chilling.

Alien Gods

we pray to them. they prey on us.
they slither back into shadows
at our approach, the better to seize us
unaware to be scrutinized at their leisure.
we give them great pleasure...
we of soft flesh and chewy tendons,
our bones crackling so satisfyingly.
we tempt them. they feed on us.
and we never see them come or go.
we just know that they are out there. waiting.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.

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