Enriquito Lucero Jr.


A Night With The Devil - Poem by Enriquito Lucero Jr.

'TAP! TAP! TAP! ... A minimum disturbance yet a sovereign sound to silence - TAP! TAP! ... The footsteps moved on, heading to rest from the congregation o' chronic drunkards. CREEEEEK! A varicose-veined finger opened the door o' loneliness.
BLAG! A demise to light and the birth of darkness behind the closed door. Too tired to switch on the lights thus sat, observing weirdly the beauty of darkness...

IN THIS LONELY BLOOD-SHOT EYES I'VE SEEN THE FLASHES OF BEFORE - THE TRACES OF MY WAYS THAT SCARED THE ROTTEN LIFE I HAVE NOW... THIS BITTER MOVIE OF MY LIFE THAT HAUNTS ME IN MY TIMES OF LONELINESS, I'VE TRIED THE WAYS TO THROW IT, BUT INSTEAD IT STAYED... AND BEEN STORED IN MY KNOWING -
THE SCENES OF MY BRUTALITY THEN; OF MY BEING INSANE, STUPID; THE ERRORS IN MY WAYS THAT DEGRADED THIS BULLSHIT IDENTITY OF MINE ECHOES THROUGH 'TIL IT SOOTHES UNTO THE DEPTHS OF MY ABYSS-HEART AND MADE ME FEEL THE DEVIL THAT FOR SO LONG I'VE BEEN KEEPING IN MY MIND...

'... the art of illusion made me scream in silence, getting me confused of what to do. Alas! I've decided (stood up then walked) TAP! TAP! TAP! The footsteps drove me unto the light-switch - klik! 'I PREFER YOU LIGHT TO BE MY WITNESS THAN DARKNESS' Then silence. The wind smoothly chilled my bones, bringing a message yet unknown - I then grabbed the gun on the table... pointed its barrel to where the devil lays... 'FAREWELL DE...' BANG! ! !


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 7, 2009



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