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Out of what crypt they crawl, I cannot tell,
But every night I see the rubbery things,
Black, horned, and slender, with membraneous wings,
And tails that bear the bifid barb of hell.
They come in legions on the north wind’s swell,
With obscene clutch that titillates and stings,
Snatching me off on monstrous voyagings
To grey worlds hidden deep in nightmare’s well.

Over the jagged peaks of Thok they sweep,
Heedless of all the cries I try to make,
And down the nether pits to that foul lake
Where the puffed shoggoths splash in doubtful sleep.
But oh! If only they would make some sound,
Or wear a face where faces should be found!

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Bryant O'Hara Atlanta, Georgia

Programmer, Poet, Science Fiction/Anime Geek - not necessarily in that order.
I think I know enough about music to be dangerous.

I write poems and songs with science fictional elements.
I write music with whatever software or code I can find or write myself.
I use whatever musical genre works for the piece.
I am always searching for the "sense of wonder" and am amazed at where I find it.
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