Dark Dimension

Could I simply call it hell? Wherein every evil dwell...! Does there ring a constant knell? Don't matters midst men go well...? Dormammu ruled Multiverse, By bitterness turns a curse; Strange, and yarrow-like itchy, In which each cell gets pitchy...! It's a game like games by gods, When and where they win all odds; Ant-man and wasps have been keen, tricks of Kaecilius, seen...! Rifts, trials, and tests, genuine, Though seemed a heavenly sign; Enters Wilkes in entire wrath, Attacks sanctums in his path...! Kaecilius breaks the spell, Empowers himself as hell; Beats, meters of mystic arts, By this, does he break art hearts...??? Hooks and crooks, seen all around, Rhythm does not round so sound; In the dark, the world is drowned, Will, now, Dormammu, get crowned...? Umar, Clea, Piper Jack, Like arrack-nuts soon get crack; Lo, like the Constellations, Frenzy freezes all nations...!!! 15 January 2023 Dark Dimension Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Robert James Liguori