Danvers Beach Poem by elf robert chadis

i used to have a swift-lizard and a marmozet.
one day i came home to find the marmozet standing on the refrigerator
holding the body of the lizard like an icecream-cone,
having just swallowed the head.
he looked at me apprhensively as i entered,
but i relaxed and looked away.
he continued.
after all, the lizard was already dead.

i drank too much green tea,
such that i pearced the veil hiding the monsters...
they lurked to catch me.
they are still lurking.

i drew aside in the woods a veil of shrubbery,
from a cave entrance,
and looking up at me snarling a man drinking his wifes blood- -
a vampire whose meal i had interrupted.

in an other cave i found an easel
and a man constantly trying to paint himself.

we live in a sea where ignorant mutations clash by day,
and evening becomes evolution...
or twilight.

jim caviezel trusts in jesus,
and i in freud.
and lo these many years
i have been psychoanalyzing satan.