Poem 420








What can I say..
Something important
definitely broke in me.
Which neural pathway
flourishes the most?
The One you feed..

The One I feed
is that which feeds
The Devil.
And so he whispers
in my head
relentlessly..
Convincing me
I am his bitch
right now..
Therefore,
I am his bitch
forever.

But all it takes
to turn this bitch
around..
to tame The Devil..
Is just a bit of force
applied repeatedly
upon The Devil’s lever.

Up and down and
up and down
until his deviled eggs
eventually crack.
And then I am
released from Devil’s
wicked machinations..
after but a momentary
jubilation
brought upon me
by the act.

Though you may find
my paradigm of medicine
uncouth..
and lacking in propriety
or social tact.
This is no medical
hypothesis, my dear.
The Spirit told me so.
Therefore it is..
A scientific fucking
gospel fact.

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