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 Slith Gibbelin by Charles Schneider SLITH GIBBILIN Slith Gibbilin The insect man Gaunt as scarecrow In sideshow mirror Cautions the gray and gossamer children Of fairy tale tyrants welding scissors Slith Gibbilin The rusty coil His tattered suit The scholars gait Pauses at the cobbled, Wrongly angular street corner His overgrown gray nostrils Twitch smelling books. Slith Gibbilin In moments three The musty store He has approached Old Chang, the owner, nods Greeting the moth-eaten seeker Now a bloodless praying mantis at the shelves Slith Gibbilin A gilt-edged tome Lily's text 'pon ancient Rome His long, insect fingers prowl Replacing it, for This gaunt reader Seeketh a colder, older text Slith Gibbilin Seeks a volume bound In flesh of man, it contains black words Unwritable here, unreadable there Unthinkable anywhere What fool would not shudder If he found such An arcana of tentacled fear Slith Gibbilin Slith Gibbilin You are correct Did at last find the Cobwebbed philter Filled with signs and keys To open and rip and Smash the window, the portal Between the shamblers and our Fragile green world.... **********************************************
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