Devil's Work

A Poem by Danielle Renee

All words are a waste.
Now anger slithers on your tongue,
Bitter cursing to hopeless creatures
And spitting fire onto faces.
You’re the riot that comes quickly,
Crashing the pits of boneless men,
Destroying the passion of an artist
You’re the devil’s work in progress.

© 2012 Danielle Renee

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Added on March 18, 2012
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Danielle Renee

Houston, TX

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I’m a troubled, Texan writer whose soul resides some place beyond New York’s state lines. I believe in tragedies, but never consider fate. I’m not a fan of romance or relationships. .. more..