12/3/18 11:13Pm
when i speak of the devil
not only his cloven feet
and crimson teeth
arrive like the adage prescribes
but a host of furies
their wearing flurries
of biting snow not far behind
say less satanic words
and truly you will rise
sober as a board
and deadly negatives
bring beelzebub
don’t you, yourself
imprison by words?
you live with whatever god
or demon or devil
you conjure on the couch next to you
since no one believes in anything any more
i propose a revision to the adage:
speak of the devil, and thou shalt create him