the demons slipped out
they are out more than in...most days
today they sit huddled together
out on the edge...waiting? just watching I guess.
they look bored, a bit disgusted maybe.
sure they cycle back and poke, look for gaps,
try their old ancient tricks
I can still see them, but it is harder.
eventually they'll break off, and just leave
soon
Yes, eventually they just leave......I love your poems, Ollie.......
ReplyDeleteWow. Reminds of the time 4 demons came into my life--straight out of hell--straight out of no where. Fooled me bad. All smiles. Fleeced me at a mean game of poker...heard their devil/demon laughter disappearing in the night with all I owned. Hitch hiked home in a falling freezing rain. They'll recycle...they always do. Just don't play no poker with demon pals...nice poem brother Ollie.
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