Long Lost Demon

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Long Lost Demon

Nocturnal enigmas spin a funnel labyrinth

Toward alternative dominion of turpitude

As I tease the keys of my ruptured piano and anticipate

That soon hallucination liberates me from myself

But maybe it is too late

For I am a spider under reality’s heel

I am but a long lost demon

In a parade of perdition

Reviews

[Layla J Omorose]

I'm not entirely sure what to make of this poem. Though to me it seems as if the speaker is finally accepting what and who they are and the darkness that lives with in them. I am not entirely sure if I am right but this was a interesting poem to read.

[R.A. Youngblood]

Darkness and emptiness flows in it! Very intense, captivating and deep! It's simple with poetic choice of words as always.
Thanks for sharing..Keep it up :D

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

dark, reflective, and pensive...great work

Feel the musical piano notes always dear... they are mats!

E.L.