It drapes and it smothers; it hides and it strangles. Meet kudzu: the bane of abandoned buildings along Florida's roadsides. It grows quickly in our subtropical biome (as do insects...come to the Sunshine State and you too can witness the world-famous Palmetto Bug flying through the air with the greatest of ease before alighting on your shoulder faster than you can say "Kafka").
Structures into which people once entered now become the skeletons of looming kudzu monsters; their odd shapes casting equally odd shadows beneath unflinching and unknowing light.
In the middle front, I think I see the fear monster from the Lost in Space episode "Space Creature." There is a very memorable line from that show where the creature announces his true identity: "I am your id!" From context and pronunciation it seems safe to assume he is referring to the Freudian term. And would it not be like an id, to lie obscured beneath a thick layer of seemingly innocuous, verdant foliage?
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