In a remote recess beyond time
eldritch eternal hounds are getting bored
nothing to do decide to mess with you.
So they’re eating their way through space to your brain
digging a hole through time to your brain
planning some re-constructive psychic surgery.
When they get there you say: “well that’s OK,
as long as you take me back with you”
In 2019, I was in Salisbury and attended the Alphabet Business Convention without knowing any artist. Lost Crowns was my favourite band that played there. Pablo P.