Devil Music: Red Laughter [a poem]

White demons, with red laughterDevil Music, demonic Masters!...
Dreams lost to demonic mastersNote: Written at my Casa [home], in Lima, Peru, 11:40
Souls in the drifting yearsPM, 5/11/2006, I was on the third stanza, second line, of
Footsteps during proud halls of Belshazzarthe poem "Devil Music: Red Laughter," and the
Flee far the phantasms of the fireearthquake came, shook the house, like a roaring train
Swift and sudden they appearthe earth murmured under me, the foundation of the
Seizing all by hand and man's desirehouse trembled, and my wife was in another room,
White demons, with red laughtercame to the library where I was, and I told her (she
They weave their thoughts through ourswas ill) to go back to sleep,all would be all right, shortly,
With goblets filled with charm and wineand she did, and it was. #1347
Then roar and shake the earthThis poem is dedicated to the Carmel Group of
With their strange enigmatic mindswriters of the 1900s, at the turn of the century: George
"...go back to sleep!" a dark nightSterling, Clark A. Smith, Robert Howard, Jack London,
I tell my weary, unwell wifeAmbrose Bierce, Nora May French, H.P. Lovecraft.
Afar I hear red laughter:There will never be another group like it.