A poem, in the voice of a character from a story much planned but largely unwritten.

by Davis van Zandt

Please report any of the following to the proper authorities:

• When you see people who aren’t, in all objectivity, there
• When you don’t see people who are (don’t be afraid to ask, it’s better than not knowing)
• When people who aren’t there see you
• When you see images other than the proper reflection or view (examples: trees in the oil-puddle’s rainbow, ages long dead through the window)
• When you are lost on familiar paths, or know the way on strange ones
• When you feel or observe, without good reason: fear, sorrow, euphoria, confusion, claustrophobia, agoraphobia, agitation, irritation,
• dizziness, shortness of breath, chills, heat, pain (especially of the head or vitals), heaviness of the limbs, nausea, lightheadedness, loss of function,
• the growth of supernumerary moles, digits, members, limbs or organs
• When you are watched unblinkingly, or constantly but with blinking
• When you or anyone you know dies, whether in reality or in a dream
• When the Jabberwock, with eyes of flame, comes whiffling through the tulgey wood
• When it rains, hails, sleets or snows anything other than water
• When you or anyone prophesizes (please include text and context)
• When you observe two or more of the following: large red sun, black sun, large red moon, large red stars, new or mobile constellations or stars, pillars or clouds of flame and/or thunder, stones moving of their own accord, words in light in any language from Appendix B, or singing as of a great choral multitude
• When spirits or elder gods walk the earth, revealed in their power
• When dead Cthulhu rises from his dreaming in sunken R’lyeh (joke) OR
• When suddenly and quite without warning,
• it all makes perfect sense.