Devil’d Nights

The night chipped away

at my decaying teeth

gripped around my ego’s bottled neck

chewing softly

so not to awaken the devil

Whales of silence swam

through drunken heat waves

my legs too weak

to wade on I drowned

for three arduous months

I was forced to swallow my shadow

that pulled me further into misery

Tearing layers of pride from my eyes

with each tear, drop by drop replaced

My spirit died slowly trapped

below the surface of alcohol, arrested

by a glass bottle, incarcerated

by locked doors on wheels

spinning turned my life

into circles that took me on trips

to lands in a stationary car

that was possessed by dead skin

Finding a crack in the window

of the bottle

Eight years later I resurfaced

Slipping slyly past the fragile

breath of the devil’s past

grabbing for oxygen to pull

me to safety

my homeless present