“The Devil”

It’s dark in here

Black as night



I beg for light

I try to move

The space is small

I just keep bumpin’

Into the walls

Hands grab at me

Pulling, pushing

Rubbing, twisting

“Help,” I cry,

Someone is listening

A door opens wide

I can make out a figure

Someone save me

It’s the Devil of the River

It approaches me

With mouth open wide

I feel I can

Get lost inside

Alive and scared,

He swallows my head

I’m lost, now, 

To the world of the undead

Written on September 21, 2021

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