Demon Cloth-
Demon Cloth
My shadow wears
a translucent covering
his feet trend in brimstone sandals
the robe he wears engulfs my eternal soul and hides my spirit woes
His hair is like flames of silken fire
flowing liken smoke rising
My shadow is a demon
like a patchy cloth filled with lust
surrounds my body like my natural skin
he's ever present and he smells of physical death
11/30/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©
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