When fed by demons we will not

realize what is happening…

we will not desire to get up,

and we will lose the inhibitions

as the smiles appear… that

which shows our weaknesses 

without recoil, the very scene

of our own nakedness… 

attempting to struggle to 

gain what is offered,

rather than struggle to

find release and an end to the

passion swept feeling-

the one that would strip you

down to the bone…

the gates of hell are lined

with them.