The Possessed

(Michael Timmins)

I found the devil
Disguised as air, charged with electric current
I opened my mouth, he entered and said,
“You are mine, you are mine, you are mine”.

I found the devil
Disguised as light, unhindered by passing shadow,
I opened my eyes, he glared and said,
“You are mine, you are mine, you are mine.”

I found the devil
Disguised as water, clean as my desire
I cupped my hands, he gathered and said,
“You are mine, you are mine, you are mine.”

No talk of deals for souls
No dickering over details
No contracts sealed with blood
No legends born, no folk tales.

You found me waiting
Disguised as the devil, burdened with false intentions
You opened your arms, I came, you said,
“You are mine, you are mine, you are mine”.