The Devil Comes Calling

Alan .S. Jeeves

Satan visits often.

He arrives at dead of night;

He counsels me

Where I should be

He exhorts with all his might.

 

Satan visits often,

I find him in the dark;

Tine figured head,

Eyes fiery red

A prong to make his mark.

 

Satan visits often,

Ghostly in his cloak;

My troth to break,

My soul to take,

My very faith to choke.

 

Satan visits often,

Expounding where I'm wrong;

He has his say

Till break of day,

He attests where I belong.

 

Satan visits often,

Bearing bread and wine;

I may not know

Which way I'll go...

Mayhaps with him I'll dine.

 

                     ASJ

 

 

 

  • Author: ASJ (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 1st, 2020 01:07
  • Category: Surrealist
  • Views: 79
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