Devil’s Own

I dream.

I watch.

I feed upon pain

rage

anguish

bloated with sin.

Tell me true

what fucking game

do you play?

Images unseen

lids sealed

I pretend

incensed

feeding upon….

waste

upon…..

envy

upon…..

fear.

Honey

watch me make you  burn.

Images

dancing beneath lids

crackling fire

backdrop for stars

cold

empty.

Espy

I will wave hello

watching

flames consuming

demons crunching on your soul.

Oooops…..

did I forget to tell?

Embraced as hell’s own

guess what baby

now you have to pay what is due.

You never knew.

You warned me.

I……

well honey

I warned you too

that hell would make you pay….

should you….

fuck with the devil’s own.

You thought

I was another mouthpiece

hot air

speaking without authority…..

Oh baby

did you think I was foolin?

I warned you true

fuck with me

hell will want you.

Sitting upon my granite throne

watching you dance

amongst the flames.

Exquisite revenge

petty feelings

swirl through

as you writhe in pain.

Justified?

Only time will tell.

 

January 13/18

Photo by Mohammad Metri on Unsplash