Three Dreadful Demons I’ve Met & Hope to Never Meet Again
- curiouslitmageditors
- Apr 18, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Apr 26, 2021
By Ben Bird
Featured art: Young Woman with an Otsue Demon Dressed as an Itinerant Priest by Kawanabe Kyosai
I.
Emberish blood and ever-waking Rage
Led me to an icy lake at the end of a cold day.
I laid my body bare on the frigid sheet
And cold as it was, this infernal heat
Melted all the ice away.
But as I sank into the water, dark, quiet, and deep
I felt the embers in my blood cool into a crystalline sea.
Sinking into the depths brought me clarity.
II.
I stained my soul with the colors of Lust, and
Despite our sin I found her divine; her dozens of eyes
Pierced my soul as we played, and wrestled my heart with the strength
Of an old-world savage, tiring my body for days.
And as I found pleasure makes men abysmally weak,
I ran to the forest and hid among the trees.
Standing still as a stone I grew moss to cover me.
III.
Very long I sat in a petrified shock
Deafened by the beating drum in my chest;
A sign of Fear in my heart.
Shivers catching on every nerve
When I desired to speak, all went dark.
But all it took to find some light
Was a shift of loyalty
From holding the gaze of my fright
To embracing my curiosity.
Ben Bird (he/him) is a Creative Writing major at Ohio University going into his senior year. He enjoys poetry, animation, and literature is his free time. He hopes to be a published author of literature and poetry in the future.
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