RIDE
found myself in a Wes Anderson world
my house full of things in
bright pastel colours
I bought on line
felt I needed
a radical change of
landscape and how
that landscape insists
that I best deport myself
so
said a charm
of transformation
asking for a science
fiction horror scenario
scripted by HP Lovecraft,
artwork
by HR Giger
and waited to die of
sheer fear
or survive to enjoy
the ride
GAME TIME
was playing
a Lovecraft boardgame
with my
most treacherous
best friends
spilled brown breakfast sauce
across the table
in homage
to the author
whose dark, bleak, nihilistic
conceptions
giving us such fun
DEEPER
you dug and
dug and
dug
to find your true
self
your deeper
self
thing is, though,
the self you found
deep down there
would scare the bejeezus
out of Cthulu that thing
poems 2 die for