Devil’s Advocate

By Luxt

On Disrepair

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Something slept, across from me holding me from childhood sleep

Something sees in the dark

Every spark from eyes I keep

Everything I once feared

Seems to be what I hold dear

All the things, in my head delicious in their shades of red

Something once, about the hour eleven thirty four I'd cower

In my shell safe from all I'd invented frightened of the power

Now those dark, shadowed holes, speak to me respect, I know

So with reverence I must trace the dust

The bottom of my soul

I've echoed devilspeak. I've held back evil's secrets

I've entertained the blackness

I've lusted under fire

I've tasted searing tongue I've swallowed sweated blood

I won't pretend to know

Or even that it could be understood

In deeper pools, comes the dark, part and parcel, swim with sharks

Now embraced, I hold the night, bark is far more powerful than bite

Still I see, fear controls, ant-like million tiny souls

Chances aren't, jarred from sleep

Confused and lazy are the sheep

Clashing wings the flashing storm

Devil's flesh so hard and warm

Not a minion, patron, slut

Still I have been know his advocate

Devil's eyes reflect in mine

Fleshes known to cross the line

In the lowered dripping jut

Communicating wordless advocate