The Many-Angled Eyes

‘Omnes relinquite spes, o vos intrantes’ Ancient Latin Warning

(I) unborn

torn
before born
from the womb

o Universe, they are empty
o Universe, they are alone
words have
no fury
like words
never spoken
closed, they are open…

(II) Exodus

then from the primordial ooze
nothing left to lose
crawling into an ocean
they take Aeons to return

to the promise of land…

(III) Orphan’s eye

black eyes beneath the ocean
what do you see?
why do you cry?
beneath the waves, you crave…

but never die…

looking out
looking at the Universe…
through an orphan’s eye…

(IV) Dagon

Caught in Dagon’s eye
you changed from a pupa to butterfly
twisted and warped
you serve a god who is not a god
something from the abortion of outer space

(V) Exodia

then from the outer space
falling like a thousand morning stars
burning into an ocean
warping oh forgotten ones

to later devour innocent human flesh…

(VI) black eye

black eye beneath the ocean
what do you see?
why do you crave?
beneath the waves, you crawl

like the hunger, eternal

black eye
looking at the Universe…
discarded like a bauble-god

(c) 2012 – 2017 Allen Simpson

Photo by Hanneliese Bredell

H.P. Lovecraft was a horror writer in the early 1900s in America. He inspired many writers like Stephen King and Alan Moore. I wanted to write my worn Lovecraftian poem channelling some of his Cthulu-mythos into my poem. I give you my poem, at last, completed after five years.

 

 

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