The Demon’s Embrace Poem by C R Clark

The demon cajoles
Sanity ends
Its hold, abhorrent
Wicked as sin
Altering thoughts
Confusing the mind
Feeding depression
The victim is blind
To reason, logic,
Clever advice
And with sad imperceptions
Evil imbibes
He utters profanities
Threatens and rails
Promises vengeance
On any who’d fail
To show the respect
He believes he is due
Or question his motives,
Judgment, or truth
Then, weeping, brooding,
Tortured, dismayed
The demon delights
In this wretched display
The misery continues
As long as his strength
With the demon inciting,
Prodding at length
Till exhausted, the victim
In stupor’s release
Unconsciousness, mercifully
Eases the grief
The demon retreats
As there’s no other route
And waits, patient, until
The next bottle’s uncapped

© C R Clark-5/26/2008