Like Shackles (Day 456)

Backing out of our considered 

indifference, like shackles 

increasing gelatinous fear, 

adrenaline clouds 

falling into place beneath 

a fanned-out inversion 

of raised hackles. 

What we observed 

made no sense, 

so we only took notes 

in our little books. 

What we noted made us 

howl and surge. 

Five storms descended 

and we preserved the fallen 

behind chemically-etched glass 

sheets for later observation, 

in case anyone should ask, 

in case anyone should remember.

(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

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