The Devil's Torch

by Kurt Philip Behm

February 23, 2020

You’re desperately lost,

writing your way into the madness

Each word a false beacon,

your hopes to decry

You’re desperately lost,

searching the caves of your memory

Delusion the caretaker,

your verses to lie

You’re desperately lost,

as every voice now deserts you

Time running backwards,

the heat turned up high

You’re desperately lost,

as the Sirens misguide you

The torch of the demon

—burning darkly inside

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

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Comments (2)

Kurt Philip BehmFeb 24, 2020

Thanks Annette, your comments are much appreciated. Kurt

Annette M VelasquezFeb 24, 2020

Your use of metaphor, the skillful use of rhyme- all make this a powerful poem. The language and images also add to the poem's merit. The " message" is clear, and the rhythm, smooth.