Why do people say/Don't listen to the devil on your shoulder(?)
He is your true self, the Self beneath the Iceberg.
The one who is your evolution/your most basic biological connection.
The Angel, your righteous self, is not the priggish, stick-in-the-mud Comparison.
But perhaps the Devil was made for more than just the suggestion/excuse for Temptation.
Perhaps he is the You of Primal Intent/Your innate ancestor,
your Wild Self.
The animal in us is the Feelings/the Emotions/the Matter
over Mind.
Maybe this poem is an excuse.
Uncontrollable urges, a reason to let go/ and All that.
Or maybe,
When you're #toosmartforyourowngood,
The fork-tongued Devil's exactly who you need.