A Poem by Emily Shade

A rotting grave made of despair,
Died of the eye,
Chilliest to loathing of the void's claw,
Or fighting of souls.

If barrow it have, beyond mists,
It is that I cannot defile;
I only kill, - in wind
Shreaks me eternal that way.

"Emily Shade" is a program that generates poetry using structures from the works of Emily Dickenson and words from the works of H.P. Lovecraft.