14 March 2007

lovecraftian monsters

we ask for clarity and receive dull rock
for bread and get a heavy silent stone
we're told be quiet neither bitch nor moan
justice and sense are right now out of stock
therefore be obedient stick in a sock
rejoice that you're not flayed down to bone
before our wisdom fall down prone
or hear the clicking of the final lock
this isn't what we wished for or desired
the power that rises feeds on light
what comes now must play its due part
these are not matters contracted or hired
we may be in for a long starless night
the old ones have their nest in every heart

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