Satan's Pipe

Satan's Pipe

A Poem by Mark Mendoza

There he waits
While my organs ache

There he sits
The glass he slowly sips

Crimson drink in hand
Haranging belligerent demands

He takes his pipe and begins to smoke
I plead for only a single toke

Away the devil goes

© 2018 Mark Mendoza


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Added on July 30, 2017
Last Updated on December 8, 2018

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Mark Mendoza
Mark Mendoza

Marietta, GA



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My name is Mark A. Mendoza Welcome, with the warmest heart. This is a home for some of my poetry. This is a home for music I record https://markmoosemendoza.bandcamp.com/ more..

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