Glass Demon

Therein he lives, in amber seas, in suds and carbonation, curled in silent hibernation, waiting an evil, patient wait, for lips and gullet set him free. Unleashed, his promise activates, in stealthy infiltration spreads his bleak indoctrination, stalking an evil, patient stalk, in veins and nerves inebriate. Surprise, surprise, it's me again, with morbid fascination, violence breeding desolation, beating an evil, patient beat with demon fists that feast on pain. Herein she lies, as bruises swell, tears bled in desperation, crying for some sweet salvation, praying a ragged, haggard prayer for deliverance from his hell. Inside she knows, has realised that this black incarceration is a brutalised vocation, knowing as how he may never be glass demon exorcised.