The smoke circled halo,
Bent smiles and summoned demons,
Brimstone come a reverent silent
And obeyed sort of way.
I let my left eye avoid.
I’d let my right dream,
As I munched skewered calf,
Innocent, slaughtered, salivated
And my only excuse – Survival.
Toe-to-toe with
Home-field advantage
I nodded from shadows
To the one who scented venom;
Lace tucked slightly thigh,
She’d wink and hours later,
The demon would meet the Devil
And she’d devour –
All I’d known,
All I’d ever know
And all we’d ever be.
Another life, but for some reason, I remembered that smoke filled room under arrogance tonight; maybe it's my obsession with neon.