Imp

 

Put me down

and angle upwards.

I will only seek

to hold you back.

Set your stance,

prepare for battle.

I am always ready

to attack.

 

I am the spy

in your midst.

The thief

in your home.

The idle devil’s hand,

one mistake,

and you’re gone.

The cancer of resentment,

temptation in your heart.

I am the rebel angel’s eye,

watching you fall apart.

 

I steal your gaze away

from lover and from child.

I twist your mind insane,

each sanctum I defile.

I set your heart

against itself,

on family,

and friends.

I drive the worm

ever deeper,

and crucify you in the end.

 

 

HG – 2021

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