Cthulhu Sunset

The slash that is the roll of clouds Above the rising darkness That is gathering all about Is fading into blackness That is soulless and immortal That is older than the spaces between the stars The Watcher in the Spaces Approaches in his mindless way. A kind of silence Neverending Falls upon the subtle bending; All the angles have gone wrong A piping now the only song An idiot's tone Everchiming Overlaid with sombre sighings Laughter laughter laughter Mad and mirthless Everafter From the darkness That is living The Old Ones revel, Unforgiving In the sweetness of our final degradation. A single scream Is stitching space and time together Like a silver needle; Does it belong to me, or all my kind? Is there some future anymore With reason broken on the shore Whence evil incarnate sails in Its sovereignty now to begin? Time may deign sometime to tell, Or not.