Horror eulogy in autumn fantasy

Reading stories about obsessions,
strange creatures, ghosts, possessions
loved them all
Hawthorne and Poe

Dickens goes well
Lovecraft till you’re mad,
but I’ll always have a place
for the Master of Universe

the Red King fantasy
will endlessly forever
make shiver my skin
from heaven to hell.

Perfect feeling

If I could write about the perfect feeling of this night, I would do it.

As this summer breeze touches my skin, giving relief after the heat, making me shiver in pleasure.

I listen to the nature turning this world around.

Birds are going to sleep and some dogs are talking loud as the car is running away, where to, nobody knows yet, and nobody ever knows this road destination.

So I take the anger and throw it away as God let me all this life running free through these veins of mine.

And I can feel this great pleasure for life, a love I recognize, I’ve always known, but I’m not sure it comes from this world.

I feel I’m connected to the Big Infinite, just in front of this open window.

I would not go in any other place, just for this moment, just for today.

It’s too perfect.

I think that this life is all I need.