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ryan
Poems
Jun 2014
Spring-time Exorcism
Spring is here, once again
Demanding of my soul
She tickles and pleases, tugs and teases
Till I finally relinquish it whole
When it launches out, the Devil comes near
Trying to inhabit my shell
Of a body. I hope he doesn't
Or I'm certainly bound for Hell.
Spring sprinkles her yellow
Demons in and around my head
While Satan unpacks his luggage in me, and
Lays down in his new bed
Just in time, when he's freshly in, everyone in
The room becomes a priest
They sit and wait so patiently
For my possession spasms to cease
I catch my breath, I take a bow
My episode is done
The saints give me their Holy
Blessings, feeling like they've won
The Devils ****-blocked, he's barely in
Then out, can't stay in me no more
Him and Spring have had their fling
His one night stand with that *****
I watch Spring walk away from me
With water in my eyes
That little ***** snakes away to
The flowers and her lies.
Written by
ryan
Seattle
(Seattle)
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