The Iambic Pentameter Horror
I never thought that this would happen, but
it seems my wife has inadvertently
discovered certain ancient arcane arts
revealed in lurid yellowed magazines.
She references illustrations, like:
“A woman lashed against a stake, alight,”
“A man impaled upon a fleshy thing.”
She tells me that the stars will soon be right.
I’d rather not provoke her to explain
the blasphemies she whispers in her sleep
or why the neighbors vanish without trace.
She has a hobby! Gruesome, it may be,
but if Cthulhu brings her happiness
then by the mythos, that is fine by me!