the devil goes doorknocking:
"hello, sir! would you like to sign up fo-.."
i shut the door in his face. which, by some freak accident or other, is red red red.
i made a mistake.
the devil breaks in.
i sharply intake.
then cornered by sin.
there's a flame in his eyes
and there's ice in his veins
there's no message to reap
but a soul to reclaim.
*"what the hell!?" i shout, i cry.
"you're quite right, though 'Devil' will do".
"oh my god!" i whisper, i sigh.
"he can't help, friend. i killed him too."
the loonies are taking over
