The Man Who Lived In Layers Poem by Noah Body

Once upon a time there was a man
who lived in layers.


The outer one most everyone saw.

Next the one only special people saw.

Inside that the one reserved
for true friends and family.

Beyond that the one he himself saw.


Each succeeding layer got darker and darker


Next the final layer, the one no one saw.
Not even he himself.

For the smell of decay and rot,
The palpable darkness
The intense evil kept anyone
from getting close enough to see.


Then the layers began to flake away
One by one they fell away to dust
And every one began to see deeper

Until one day the unthinkable happened
That evil, cold dark was revealed


And the man vanished,
never to be seen again.