I finally had the
courage to lay my demon to sleep
I buried it among
ruins, laid it a wreath with my shattered soul to it
I sang it a dirge,
long written, without a melody
I gave it a farewell,
meant for strangers, because I just never understood this company that came
uninvited.
I wrote on its
tombstone the only memory it is won’t to have.
“Here lies pains that
took without asking, leaving its victims lost in unechoed space”
Today I spread the
dust to this demon, sent it back to the abyss where it came from.
This ash, I blow to
the winds of history.
I looked the epitaph
in the eye, daring it tell a lie if it can.
I exchange its thorns
for sunny flowers, a rose to remind it of taste of its poison
I dance at the sound
of wailings, glad that mourners could let my being gyrate again.
I wiggle and jiggle to
the reverberate from the grave diggers, as they shovel more sand on the casket.
I watch with
excitement, as your remains disappear from sight.
Today, I buried my
demon.
