Haunting Dawning


English: An artist's visual representation of ...

night crumples down around me
blackness clasps me dearly closely
calls me friend and lover
tells me there is no other
silently quietly tenderly
whispering nothings
until my eyes are closed
then creeping as I’m sleeping
seeping leeching into my brain
bleeding leading my dreaming down
crevasses and sewer drains
tentacles slathering past
in pitter pattering fears
scitter scattering near
babbling there
scrabbling here
grumbling bumbling
leaving me heaving me
restlessly tossing
under Morpheus’s spell
I drift between delusions
and nightmares of
pregnant voices cursed with prophecy
virginal blonde demons chanting
“you are running out of time
you are really past your prime
Cthulhu comes to claim your soul
pulling you down to his black hole
It is time!
It is time!
for us to wine and dine…”

In dawning cold grey
I awaken
unable to move speak breath
beetles crawl over my skin
tangled in damp sweaty sheets
clock blinking consecutive zeroes
while disdainful cat eyes stare
in baleful judgement:
coward!
Why were you even alive?

flies buzz awake
join the chorus
of ghostly voices still singing
“you are running out of time
you are really past your prime
Cthulhu comes to claim your soul
pulling you down to his black hole
It is time!
It is time!
for us to wine and dine…”

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5 responses to “Haunting Dawning

  1. This poem is begging for further illustration. Also, I just love the word cthulhu.

  2. foroneplease

    eerie! Fab!! ..except…it isn’t time yet ;)

  3. foroneplease

    For Cthulhu and his gang of ghouls to wine and dine! :P

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