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