The Devils Pillow
A kindled fire raged mad life inferno,
there's nowhere left to run, hide, or go.
no sleep for weeks jaundiced eyes yellow,
laying in hot sweaty sheets on a Devil's pillow.
Jump in feet first, Hey there look out down below,
funny how your greeting starts with hell...o?
Do, Re, Mi, Fa, So, La, Ti, Do,
no need to understand when you already know.
Copyright © Brian Davey | Year Posted 2016
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