Re: THUMBPRICKS / Pendragon / w&a

> Anonymous wrote:
> THUMBPRICKS
>  (For R.B. & W.S.)
> 
> Tonight the Autumn moon burns red
> The stars refuse to shine,
> The deathclock's ticking in my head
> And, lo!, the devil's sign
> Is etched across each gaping face
> Till heartbeats pound like drums,
> Tonight there'll be no saving grace
> For something wicked comes.
> 
> From far away, a freight train's cry
> Instills the air with dread,
> I watch the frightened ghosts slink by
> And pray the restless dead
> Will find their night of endless sleep,
> But by my prickling thumbs
> I fear that none their soul shall keep
> For something wicked comes.
> 
> The witching hour is fast at hand
> Fate's minion turns the screw,
> A darkness streams across the land
> The devil claims his due.
> From somewhere beyond mortal ken
> The sound of madness thrums,
> Then woe betide the damnèd men
> For something wicked comes.
> 
> Electric currents fill the air
> And crackle like a flame,
> The old men only sit and stare
> And wonder who's to blame.
> They sit and stare, though none will dare
> To speak their nameless fear,
> The nightwind shrieks "Beware! Beware!"
> For something wicked's here.




Inspired by Ray Bradbury's "Something Wicked This Way Comes." 


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