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Miscreant




It was a stranger in a strange land
From a very different state of norm
A creature of great substance
But of very little certain form
Skipping through dimensions
As befitted any current need
Perhaps a formless moment
Perhaps an intellectual feed
A vampire of emotions
Of misery a connoisseur
In every single place at once
Yet never a specific anywhere
And it's brought many a system
To a destruction and doom
Just to gluttonise on
Its collective gloom
Creature of the multiverse
There at creation's dawn
Perhaps a miscreation
A very devil's spawn
Always roaming through the worm holes
The rotten cheese of hyper space
Feeding on the debris after
Catastrophe has taken place
It is seeking chaos
It wants to break not mend
Have a feast of misery
At a creation's end
It is moving ever closer
It is getting so very near
Perhaps the world is ending
Look out I think its here










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