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Demon mine
Ink drips from my quill
as if against my will
in sinuous rivulets red
words speaking to the dead
my hand moves of it's own accord
what horror is this new discord
my soul do demons now command
with possession of my hand
lines are written in flowing prose
I so unwillingly compose
rhyming words of the night
glowing of unholy light
written with blackest power
creating a demon's loving bower
I fall under this evil spell
incantations composed in hell
"you are all I live for"
Do you know that demons snore?
as if against my will
in sinuous rivulets red
words speaking to the dead
my hand moves of it's own accord
what horror is this new discord
my soul do demons now command
with possession of my hand
lines are written in flowing prose
I so unwillingly compose
rhyming words of the night
glowing of unholy light
written with blackest power
creating a demon's loving bower
I fall under this evil spell
incantations composed in hell
"you are all I live for"
Do you know that demons snore?
Published 16th Sep 2021
| Edited 9th Apr 2024
Author's Note
A Halloween love story rewritten this evening. Hopefully with a tighter and more flowing rhythm. Please forgive and enjoy.
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16th Sep 2021 11:55pm
Oh my, this is my kind of love story. I cannot wait to read more of your Halloween inspired writing. The rhythm and rhyme is incredibly fluid and really delivers the story in a meaningful way. It holds your attention from start to finish with such beautifully dark images. I was certainly under your evil spell and I love that perfect infusion of humor at the end... oh yes, Demons do snore.
17th Sep 2021 00:40am
Oh my, you are a wicked kind of awesome. I am evilly chuckling with glee for entertaining you. Fun to write yet hell to edit, I'm elated that my spell has worked. Much wicked peace, love, and mirth, Richard
23rd Sep 2021 11:37pm
Seems like your time isn't yours inside this writing, as if your demons write for you.
Will see myself reading more of your writings.
Will see myself reading more of your writings.
24th Sep 2021 9:01pm
Think think you are right, my writing is intuitive as if my imagination were possessed. I once wrote a poem in about 10 minutes and then lost it though electronic errors. With the poem fresh in my mind it took 2 weeks to rewrite. The demon inside went on vacation, leaving me with just the ghost of a poem. I pulled out much hair forcing a remembrance. Anyway, this poem is almost autobiographical. Thank you for allowing me to entertain you. Peace, Richard
24th Sep 2021 9:06pm
I get the same issue, alot of my own is written in a few minutes if lost I try to recapture the words but end up replacing them with a similar type of words because I can't find the right ones of what I had written before.
