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| The Meek Mustn't bother the humans... Mustn't clitter. Mustn't clatter. But wait--wait in cupboards, Clever among the cleavers. We frighten you because we're chaos, Only held back by your most elaborate poisons. Only held back Until night falls And you're not watching And not expecting One thin and tremulous limb To caress you in your human dreams. To bless you with anarchy's iron kiss. You hate us, Because you know Long after you're gone We'll be here, Scittering across your world. Cockroach triumphant Inexorable and eternal..... We can wait. ---Kathleen Youmans Copyright 1994 Previously published in Dream International Quarterly |
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