Opening a door onto empty dusty darkness
I heard a sound, a scuttling sound
it could be a mouse, but I don’t think so.
I went down into the cellar
and saw something on a table
it was surrounded by strange tools
I thought it moved...now I hear wings…
Leprous mottlings of disturbing fungi
suggesting tracks of what should never be found
and I’d heard the tales of old Seth and Eb
who lost their minds after digging a well
which no line could sound.
Now I hear wings
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.