Burnt graphite from
Wooden pencils
And charred ink
From cheap pens
Clashes with the dark halls
Of college buildings
Flashlight lit to
Permeate paranoia
Waterlogged woods in rain
Into Green River
To runoff and drain
Through blacktop lanes
A lurking wraith
With no legs
Silent hovering
Stalking the place
But a face
Frozen in horror
And hooded reach
To touch with dank hands
Of mossy fingers
Slowly roaming
These somber halls
Plying as it goes
The spirit of Green River
A marshy haunting in
Grim labyrinthine corridors:
Neurosis be thy name
Consume Reality! 