why is it that poets always
claim that there are demons about them
rather than books -
where's the real horror movie?
i know, persuasive public speaking
leaves little room for anecdote -
but still the poets claiming
the existence of demons rather than
the existence of books!
this cradle of ownership with you
necessarily taking
              lysergic acid diethylamide...
or maybe i'm just dreaming with the illiterates
an a, b, c?