fallen, in love in poetry

you have to give
the devil this much:
unlike Almighty God, he is
humble enough to cut you
a deal and do it in person

oh, sure, of course, yes
he’ll fuck you over hard
but at least he will deign
to look you in the eye
before he does the deed

The Lord hides
away in the clouds
The Lord hides
in the space between atoms
The Lord hides away and
has intermediaries tell you
to take it all on faith

at least the devil shows up
down at the crossroads at midnight
hooves spit-polished for the occasion
pen in meticulously-manicured claw
ready to acknowledge your presence
before burning you down forever

it’s something, it’s something
God sets a low bar to clear
but the devil does clear it
for whatever that’s worth

Last updated February 11, 2018