the demons untrue

 Now if this were me
And I were you would you struggle against
me in a court of love
as time ticks by to float our boat
of endless possibilities seeking our light
i know of the problem
i must fix it immediately
for the man in the back my head
hears to beating your his heart in the cold cellar
jump down and beware the demons
the monsters that hide within
for externally they jump all around you in a hiss of impatience
drive the floor and open the door and forgive ingest an opening pore
leave you yourself and silent and bare
jump down to the bars and the holes in the ground
for you see i am blind and its such an awful sound
i hear without thinking, i speak unspoken
for my fingers, they bleed
as you are fast approaching
the bare minimum i need for a poem or two
a share of coffee and donuts
and all that is true
no demon will enter this body of mine
i cast it away the look in my eye
cast me away or burn me at the stake
i will still bellow, my soul it must be true
no demons in me
no demons at last
no demons to make me untrue