Meeting the Master of Macabre Poetry [C.A. Smith]
| Meeting the Master of Macabre Poetry | He had eyes of the dead | |||
| [Dedicated to Clark A. Smith]I met CAS on the | As if he had pulled them out of a | |||
| docks of Poseidonia | Rotting head; incredible, insane | |||
| (In my dreams last night) | But ghouls and spirits came | |||
| He was playing the god Ougabalys | To see him all the same: | |||
| With three horns | Yes, even in the dead lands he | |||
| Above his double crown; | Had fame, lapsing fame. |