New Beasts – A Poem by JP

Unlike all the beasts we have known,
murders, thieves, and miscreants
there now arises a wickedness
that cannot be measured in neat units
or fit into convenient little molds.
No, these beasts rise unrecognizable
like some Jabberwocky come round
out of the tumtum trees and Tulgey Wood,
familiar, yet, distorted and wholly
inhuman while vaguely wearing a smile.

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