The Devil’s Torch

You’re desperately lost,

 writing your way into the madness


Each word a false beacon,

your hopes to decry


You’re desperately lost,

searching the caves of your memory


Delusion the caretaker,

your verses to lie


You’re desperately lost,

as every voice now deserts you


Time running backwards,

the heat turned up high


You’re desperately lost,

as the Sirens misguide you


The torch of the demon

—burning darkly inside


(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)


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