Tags
cosmic horror, event horizon, Horror, metapoetic, poem, poetry
LITTLE OLD ME
I was
watching Event
Horizon
which was a bit
strange and
ultimately scary
because there was
no screen, no film,
no DVD player
or DVD
just me
in the ship
watching the horror
descend upon
the characters
wondering if the
evil thing the gravity drive
had summoned
up from an alternate
universe’s chaotic dimension
could be
none other
than little old me