Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Clept Poem:

He emerges from invisibility
Like a ghost,
Pulsing clear skin.
Every strange organ
Visible.
(You can see his grey brain.)
Clept can make
His skin look like glass,
More hazy, or blend into every color
In order to camouflage, and hide from reality.
He is
The Ultimate Observer.
Keeping to himself,
mostly.
Spot him gauntly walking
With a flowing, black sparkly poncho
Skin-tight
Black pants, and strange
Knee-length sandals
(a striking silver).
He’s bald as bald can be.
No hair,
anywhere.
Strange, lanky, tall
Blue-eyed creature;
That Sykobian Alien.

A [complete] mystery.

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