Poem -

DEMON

CALL A PRIEST

This priestly body
deflowered  undressed alone
dragged by my power
history balances on the forgotten
headstones rock
unseen this queen I am
rules the eaten soul

Fear us now
as your stone crutches reduce
freedom is what life has given
yet you bleach a happy thought
tolerate beginning

you are the only sin
deep inside the touches of laughter chaos
hide flesh
run bone
dimensions echo throne to throne

I shall run my talon
across mans breast
feast in cemeteries
kiss those blessed

your too late
and just the last
GUEST