Speak of the devil incarnate
to give the devil his due
not to play devil's advocate
tho' devil-may-care
the devil is in the details
and while we're there
to state so now would be opportune
he who sups devil's food cake
or devilled eggs with the devil
should have a very long spoon
but if we don't the devil you say
better the silver-tongued devil you know
or there'll be the devil to pay
and we may go to the devil and be
between the devil and the deep blue sea
but it's the devil in me
as for the devil I have no sympathy
Speak of the devil
he will appear
Trailing your thoughts
relining your fears
Tail of the dragon
wages of sin
Your ninth life in ashes
— fire within
(Dreamsleep: February, 2024)
So when he came last night
A battle we did fight
This verocity, he felt my bite
With survival I did fight
Absorbing pain, my delight
My limitations outa sight
I know no fright!
Outa fire and smoke he came
My soul to tame
His thoughts are lame
Satans to blame
For I know this game
Yes it has a name
And it's always the same
If you don't know I can't say
Then they'll come your way
At night, or even the day
Maybe not, maybe may
They will come no delay
Your soul to slay
They want you to obey
Never say yes
This is no guess
You'll be in a mess
This I do confess
cutting corners to let the cat out of the bag feeling under the weather adding insult to injury Break a leg A piece of cake costs an arm and a leg killing two birds with one stone Speak of the devil hit the nail on the head Once in a blue moon You can’t judge a book by its cover
When the argument becomes personal
things are said that do not apply to all.
Speakers’ moods are no longer affable.
There is silence among people. They stall.
Do not speak of absolute politics.
Do not speak of absolute religion.
Change the subject, avoid theatrics.
Discussing sports is a wise decision.
Speak of the devil, here is our subject.
Change social cues like changing names.
Better to be relative than object.
Such are patterns in language games.
Communication can be difficult
if agreement must be its end result.
Meeting with extensive eagerness.
Seems like a decade or two,
Old times in the longing.
Sitting as if this is the last of many.
Hours toss away freely.
Reigning in thoughts of speaking.
"O' me!"
"Look at the time?"
Placing my wristwatch in the water glass.
Minding our own business in the poetry cafe.
"Speak of the devil,"
"Who just walked in!"
Artistic love exactly came to a closing end.
Dear friend of mine whispers in fear.
"Do you not know who they are?"
I smile in laughter,
"Yes!"
I prayed for one this morning."
"As I woke up and got out of bed."
In my bathroom mirror I found him!"
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