A POEM by SARAH MALINI

THE CRYPTID OF ASSEMBLY

- FOR SEPH AND KELLY


skulking through the stacks and aisles

hunched into halves

while the assembled burner boxes wind

paths throughout the plant

a perfect maze of product,

you can find it lurking, lurching, leeching

all the productivity, any positivity, slurping

up the lukewarm dregs, droplets left

in the bottoms of sludgy coffee cups,

it feeds on snippets of wire and scrapped

parts, removed and replaced, recanted

but not yet forgiven, buried in a scrapheap,

a chaotic dumpster full of rejects

to be sent back and warrantied unless

they fall prey, ferreted away,

if you look closely, squint into the dull

florescent luminescence that tinges

the walls all faded grey

you may spot it shuttling,

arms hooked at clawed right angles,

eyes glowing in hooded confines

for just a moment before it shuffles

out of sight back to its nest of cardboard boxes

before it hunts another night

 

Sarah Malini is a troll bridge asking passersby riddles three by day and a dimension traversing wraith that may or may not be stalking you in your dreams by night. She has work published by Pastel Pastoral and Raven Review + work forthcoming in anthologies by Propertius Press and Gutslut Press. In all her forms, she can be found skulking about on Twitter at @smalini9.