From across the street,

The false owl stares at me…

And I am drawn to the dissolution in His eyes.

…Held rapt, I look on in a mixture of terror and fascination…

AND I SEE:

-Pupils dilated with death-
-Corneas punctuated by the prophecy of a bleak future-
-Irises blackened by the hellfire of foretold damnation-

And the mutual foresights that this inhuman prophet and I share portend a future world progressing only in its deterioration;

A dank world of fungus and misery lessened only by eternal sleep.

AND I WONDER:

Has humanity truly baited its own hook?
Has civilization grown so large that it distorts the seams of tranquility?
Is our once-humble world really being led to the perdition depicted by my vision?


The owl nods.

…YES…




-Jordan S. Daniels