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I wrote another Cthulhu poem last night. If you thought my last one was dark, … well, you haven’t seen anything yet. Seriously, this one really goes off the deep end of dark. Consider before reading. An Ode to Oblivion When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall, Down into Cthulhu goes cradle and all. How my heart longs for nothingness. My soul, I hope he doth bless. Crunchy my body, my… Read More

So I was lying awake and realized I just needed to write. This is what came out. I thought I would share it with you. It is not holiday themed. This is by no means done. It definitely could use an edit pass. Enjoy. They Are Coming by Dale C. McCoy, Jr. In the dark here I lay, unable to sleep. All is still and quiet. In the dim light I see… Read More