Satan hides
within the shadows
Among your thoughts
his evil trolls
His masquerade
beyond the body
Feigning silence
inside your soul
He takes up space
at God’s indulgence
The part he plays
unscripted low
In brimstone’s fire
he finds acceptance
From prodigals
his demon’s flow
The battle royal
lasts forever
Cast in darkness
waits his throne
To live in shame
while unrepentant
A trillion souls
—one more to go
(Dreamsleep: January, 2024)
Fortunate Son
Speak the truth
at your own risk
Wager fortune
for just one kiss
Walk the tightrope
of joy and pain
No past or future
—the moment gained
(The New Room: January, 2024)
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