True Demons vs. Shallow Demons You Almost Wish Were True
But who are you?
Do you deserve a demon?
I know what you hear/want/feel it aint nothing
It is like wind,
There
There
And it is gone
Even though it blows you down
And all over, around, like the hurricane whose name you've forgotten
Do you deserve a demon?
If you think so, then you were almost true
Like the saint who knew how chaste he could be
Like the bitch who knew how mean she could be
Like the monkey who knew how many bananas he could eat
In your face, that sartorial expression
That loves to love itself, and not you
That loves to hate, no irony
It is in my face, my neck that flinches
And my life that stutters
Babette, eat
I wish I could understand
Like that one night and that one night only
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