Some frightful, eldritch poetry by EP Dickcraft

A PS to yesterday’s post about Emily Dickinson and some noxious jelly that came out of a meteorite at Amherst, Massachusetts in 1819. I mentioned HP Lovecraft and Emily Dickinson: I have now mashed up HP Lovecraft and Emily Dickinson. I also mentioned Morrissey. PRAY I DO NOT MASH UP HP LOVECRAFT AND MORRISSEY.

I started Late – Killed my Dog

And visited Arkham –

The Shoggoths in the Cellars

Oozed out – To my alarm –

And in the Upper Floors

Folk with mien of Frog

Extended Rugose Hands –

Presuming me to be their Dinner

Sent over – to be devoured

Delivered – in Butcher’s paper

To a Color out of Space –

Frightful messenger

From Unformed Realms –

Of Infinity beyond all Nature –

Whose mere existence

Stuns the Brain –

Numbs us with the Black Gulfs

It throws open

Before our Frenzied eyes.