February 25th, 2018

Me and the Devil Blues
 
I can’t tell if I heard the devil, call...
Outside my rusted, half opened gate
when I looked out upon the storm that
Rustle and shutter my back gutter
with crack and rupture, some great flutter
Breathless…

Creepin’ cross’ my open door,
I can’t tell if I heard the devil, call…
My half tasted whiskey spilt towards
the shadowed proprietor of soul snatching acquisitions
 
Twice I heard the devil call
twice I did not recall, nor did I respond in call
but when the devil three times demanded
I spoke but one calm entry into the list of last lines,
 Famous last words and infamous deathly undertones;
“I ain’t ready yet”