thaddeus dugan

Demons - Poem by thaddeus dugan

Demons forbid my sins grow old
They pollenate the incorigible air
They know joy but call it not despair
Can death cure the common cold,
How shall I from myself dissever
They manifest indelibly in bloods dissipation
With arrogance they persuade madness to audacity
Incessant in thoughts of nervous recreation
They trouble the soul with the spirits veracity
And the heart,
Knows no two demons apart
The places they covete, I dare not go
They die with friends that I discover
Know every rock on the sea bottom below
But cannot breath deep, their head above her
These demons are mine
Although wherever you hide
Darkness to demons your whereabouts confide
So you, to prevent disclosure, must find.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, February 7, 2013

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