A Visitation of Sog Nug-hotep, 2: The children were trembling

The children were trembling

under their beds,

While visions of Elder Gods

danced in their heads;

And mama in her 'kerchief,

and I in my madness,

Had just hunkered down

with foreboding and sadness

 

You can buy it in print now (or on Kindle). Details here:

 

www.johnholbo.com

Done