Something lurks in the obsidian atmosphere
above the quaint town
as fog creeps in tandem with the night tides.
sway the chimes and the bobs at the wavering docs,
draining still silence from empty streets.
The theater smells of a handsome fellow
cloaked in a white tux and smoldering jaw,
who dances in mirrors
and paints with shadows in the corner of your eye.
The doorknobs turn themselves,
the empty hallways shriek the loudest.
The lighthouse, a columbarium
leaks ectoplasm from its barnacle covered bricks.
Protecting its honorary lighthouse keepers
as ships miss its lights
and perform vanishing acts upon the deep waters,
leaving phantoms in the night
to be dashed against the rocks
and to creep upon the skeleton of the wreckage.
The moon drags Cthulhu’s silhouette across the ocean floor
as cosmic chaos implodes
in the sleepy town
that never sleeps.
© Copyright Samantha Rose 2018
[Astoria is a coastal town in the state of Oregon, rumored along with many of its surrounding areas to be haunted by various creatures and spirits. To read more about the haunting history and ghost stories of Astoria, click HERE.]
You can catch more of Samantha existing at her blog, Existential Poetry.