Violet Electric
Pawn enters into the checkered
rooms of the cylindrical tube
sips serpentine cocktails, two
colours in a mirrored glass cube
Red dragon rose petals litter the
azurite crystal bar, violet flame
star light adorns the altar. Pawn
reflects but can't recall his name
Upon asking, his faint voice echoes
as hooves rap upon the spiral stair
On each red step sits a demon
writing up a contract to ensnare
Pawn accedes and bursts out in wicked rage
disengages from his act upon life's stage
A lasting nightmare of terrors so malign
forever at war within his demented paradigm
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