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Nocturnes: Cursed Carcosa
The vision, when received, brings just a slight
dementing of dimensions on a starless night;
that rises, from that fearful darkness, in your sight
the city cursed, Carcosa.
Upon your thoughts, a subtle, cunning parasite,
it seems like a distant remembrance, vague, not bright
not that monstrosity, from which you will take flight---
escape from cursed Carocosa.
And as you flee, in panic, random site to site,
it will loom over you, prodigious girth and height,
your rational mind dwindling with, "Despite, despite . . ."
shadowed by cursed Carcosa.
It will possess you for a passing moment's trite
amusement; then, really worthless to its delight,
you will be flung away, consumed by fatal fright---
drained dry by cursed Carcosa.
One hears about it rarely as when, long ago,
vanished a certain writer, by name---Ambrose Bierce---
who had described Carcosa ; then, in Mexico,
seeking release, he felt the final plunging pierce
that feasted on his waining life force with its fierce
lust. Where it tossed his carcass no one now can know.
Starward
