I set about to reading
Aligned down the path
The bushes winter pleaching
And to solve their ordered math
–
I fell into a hole then
Where the gravel fell away
Not where they should have been
The eyes had lost the day
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The hole was dark and kept going
The end abrupt but lit
A cave where dust was snowing
Down on me in the pit
–
A devil lurched in and stood
Offering me a hand
It was cold and so like wood
Pulling me from the sand
–
He took me further in grinning
Knowing the shocking sights
Of those engaged in sinning
Poked by devils wearing tights
–
He bade me take a seat
In a burning fiery chair
And offered me burning meat
Still covered in human hair
–
Later when I returned
Having crawled up a flue
My hands and feet were burned
And I pressed them in the dew
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I was free of sin he said
And had let me go
Standing with his dead
Saying he’d miss me so
–
Because my skin was cool
Was of the silent moon
Clearly I was a fool
But one he’d not see soon
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