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Sonnet 14, Part 2 of 3

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6. Softly she sits upon my knee.
I doze and drift as the radio squeaks
Of sunspots and the honeybee.
The cab wind whistles and creeks.
I sense monstrous, hidden beings
Attempting to open forbidden portals
To hideous, evil, inhuman fiends,
Elder gods and insatiable immortals:
Kassogtha, incestuous sister of Cthulhu,
Craving worship and flesh to devour --
Shub-Niggorath, Ghast and Gug, too.
And what of the Mi-go in space at this hour?
The cabby awakens my dream to deny,
A many-legged thing I spy.

7. A many-legged thing I spy,
That swiftly creeps the fences.
My silent honey starts to cry
As sleep restores the senses.
In designated, remote locations,
Misshapen, proto-human forms
Recite blasphemous invocations,
Starting Tesla portal storms:
At the Transantarctic Mountains,
To the Lost City of Pnakotus;
At R'lyea's nightmare fountains,
To Yemen, Babylon and Memphis.
In subterranean caverns at the LHC,
My silent lady tries to flee.

8. My silent lady tries to flee.
I force an Oxy down her throat.
The phone is dead; no net, TV.
A car horn sounds a bleating goat.
I sit with her on the couch of gloom.
It's a hard day's night to be resting.
Recalling a pleasant Beatles' tune
When a bump at the door ... testing.
Three shark-eyed strangers, swaying.
She has risen, bloated, not right.
They crash through the door, decaying.
I'm immobilized by greenish light.
They molest her with unspeakable sin.
It's a beautiful world we live in.

9. It's a beautiful world we live in.
That Devo lyric the sound I hear.
Repeating cycles of Yang and Yin.
Darkness consumes light in fear.
Wrought from multi-infiniverse string:
Voyager probes sing DNA pattern;
Kong is the eighth wonder world King;
Flying parallel the rings of Saturn;
Andre the Giant, Bismuth crystals;
Jupiter spins its great red spot;
Machu Picchu, Yellowstone thistles;
Red bananas and old Martian snot;
Pyura chilensis (living rocks loving).
A hole in space needs plugging.

10. A hole in space needs plugging.
That's what I saw; but, I must have been dreaming.
Alone. Angry. That vicious mugging.
A connection to others who can see this scheming.
Why now? Perhaps, a rare cosmic alignment;
A natural or premeditated dimensional break.
The solution is clear: capture and confinement.
With senses enhanced, I cause allies to wake.
Thankfully, most of the planet has yet to succumb.
She was taken by monsters, forcibly -- or, voluntarily.
I wait patiently, in misery, for smarter ones to come.
Save for insanity, the Summer day proceeds ... warily.
The room is crowded with new friends who begin:
They came to devour and sin.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 6/11/2016 8:38:00 AM
Some awesome references in this Tom. I haven't read much Lovecraft, a few short stories when I was young, so I had to do a little research. We all knew Cern would get us in trouble, lol. Of course its all a myth now that MiB made sure no one remembers.
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Tom Arnone
Date: 7/27/2016 11:35:00 PM
A belated thank you, James! ;-)
Date: 6/1/2016 10:03:00 PM
Tom, I like how you ended Sonnet 14 part 1 of 3 and started this one. Clever, and I've never read sonnets, this good. great sound and world we cherish and live in. Epic plunge. LINDA
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Tom Arnone
Date: 7/27/2016 11:37:00 PM
Belated thank you all around!
Date: 5/30/2016 9:46:00 PM
Your anthropological/religious references are very insightful, and the geological and galactic descriptions are far out! This composition reminds of a good book I studied on clinical experiments with synthetic DMT Tom...J.A.B.
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Tom Arnone
Date: 7/27/2016 11:37:00 PM
Belated thank you all around!
Date: 5/29/2016 6:47:00 PM
Yemen, Babylon and Memphis--awesome.
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Tom Arnone
Date: 7/27/2016 11:37:00 PM
Belated thank you all around!