Sunday, October 30, 2016

Demon Man--Happy Almost Halloween

October's almost over, which means we need more holiday poetry. :)

Demon Man

It isn’t a frightening name,
But maybe that’s part of his game.

The silly title helps him win.
He knows; his lips lift in a grin.

It starts at night, away from light.
Too tired to fight, you fall to your fright.

You told yourself he wasn’t real.
Darkness fell, and you knew the deal.

It is black; your thoughts are a blur.
In the dark, huddling, you whisper:

“He’ll go away if I don’t think.”
Maybe you’re right, but then he winks.

Wispy, white. He shimmers so bright.
You struggle with sight, and he takes a bite.


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