「Tea Parties with Cthulhu」

In the darkest depths of the night,

What being does one truly fear?

Because if it is there,

I am having a tea party with it.

Truly absurd.

The Absurd is truly absurd.

Floating in meaningless space,

And purposeless time,

And here I am,

Having tea parties with Cthulhu

His/her/its/their tea sits and be cold

While I already finished mine.

As I pour tea for myself,

Better not forget

to pour some for the other guest.

Yet Mr. Sisyphus will never sip.

Busy with his hikes up the hill.

Guess that make two cups of tea,

Cold, cold tea.

You can’t possibly invite any worst

Tea party mates.

But at the same time,

That is why they are here.

The unreal and the truly irreal.

My tea sure is bitter, thankfully

There is no one to taste that.

Drifting in the cosmos,

Stardust and solar wind blowing through my hair.

Don’t you know,

Sound can’t travel in space?

But that`s just me being emo,

Emotional Hardcore Punk Rock of course.

But as the observer of the universe,

I can only look in, not feel for.

As the one to open Schrodinger`s Trap,

To find the cute kitty

Dead or Alive.

Only that fact matters,

no emotions required.

So being emotional

and having favorites

is so very strange.

But that’s not what a tea party`s about.

It’s about stories and snippets of other`s lives.

Getting to know more about others

Through conservation…

Oh no,

The tea went cold.