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The Devil's Bouquet

I see demons 
I see ghosts 
Staring at me from the bedposts 
Gargoyles of grotesquery 
Statues of misanthropy 
The Prince of darkness has come for me

There's evil in this room 
I can smell the sulfur in his perfume 
A fiendish foray into Axe body spray 
Wedded with used ashtray 
Trade name The Devil's Bouquet 

Why me why me ?
why today?
Because poets die tragically?
Remember Shelley drowned at sea
Where's your humanity?

In the voice of a late night disc jockey 
A silky deadpan delivery
"I lost it the day the world began.
You may have heard not my game plan.
God made Adam and Eve
I made beggars and thieves.
See Milton Book Ten
Are you not well read?

The blood immediately drained from my head.
Beg pardon what was that you said?
I'll have you know I'm quite literate 
I have a ing doctorate!




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