Crafting A Beast

To claw from the cesspools of imagination 
Reach out from the depths of despair
And come to clammy grips with elation
At an unnamed beast waiting there
Then unleash the waking wonder
And dare hope the devil’s may care

High Priest of the Great Old Ones
With a tentacled reign over all in view
Whose wings extinguished a thousand suns
Spawned of man in his image true
Herald the father of cosmic war fields
And his anointed birth child Cthulhu

Howard Phillips (HP) Lovecraft
August 20, 1890
March 15, 1937

“The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents.”

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