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What is the jabberwock?
Eyes like torches, bat wingged, jacket, rabbit teeth, drooling monster.
I found it while lost in my own private awake-dream forest, once.
Wants just to frighthen me?
Does it sleep under my bed?
Wants to drown me?
Or to chocke me with tenderness?
Wants to eat me?

Is it someone I well know?
Is it my shadow?
Or even my mother, they say.

I do not know what the jabberwock is, but I have to kill it.

When the jabberwock is dead, will a child be dead too?