Ron Shiflet

On a wooded path I met a stranger
Madly gibbering of some hellish place.
Professing knowledge of Man in danger,
Victims to be of an inhuman race.
I tried to listen but he was raving
Of some place back east, Innsmouth by the sea,
"You must assist me, the world needs saving!"
Then he rambled on of conspiracy.

The unkempt fellow, mad as a hatter,
Saw the doubting look on my frightened face,
He pushed me aside, said "doesn't matter,
There is honestly no safe hiding place."
He doffed his hat, said "Let this explain,"
I gasped at tendrils growing from his brain!


© 2000 Edward P. Berglund
"The Stranger": © 2000 Ron Shiflet. All rights reserved.
Graphic © 1999 Erebus Graphic Design. All rights reserved. Email to: James V. Kracht.

Created: May 16, 2000; Current Update: August 9, 2004