They Watch UsThey Watch Us:
I think you have crafted a wonderful little poem here. The images it puts in your head are very clear though the meaning remains cryptic. One thing I really like about your poem is that you avoided a big mistake that you often see in poems,storys and even movies. The use of the word "They", in your work there is no indication of who "They" are but just enough information that the reader knows that he doesnt want to find out because "dey scaaarrry!" "They" seem to be indicators of death and alot of things that we think of when we think of death are here in this poem, the unknown,state of beign buried or frozen,distant land as a sort of metaphore for afterlife. This preys on the readers primal fear of mortality and creates an even more nightmare-ish atmosphere. This poem also reminds me of the H.P Lovecraft poem "Night-Gaunts" and I think I can see some good ol´Lovecraft in your work (wich is pretty inevitable since he is pretty much the godfather of this sort of stuff, even Poe has to wait in line there). All in all I think you achived (what I atleast think you wanted to) achive with your scary tale of the watching and observing things of death. Good job!