the Devil's farewell

via cyanide-chicken

The Devil walks. Thud. Thud. Thud.

Her walk sounds like thunder and looks like lightnin

He leaves behind a trail of fire and smoke.

The smell of crushed bone and fresh blood blooms in Their wake. 

She turns and smiles and it feels like you're frozen solid.

You catch a glimpse of His face. Hello Father, you say.

Hello, Mother. Hello, birthgivers and lifetakers. 

Kiss me softly. 

Kiss me with the frenzy of childbirth and

 the fervent praying of a devotee.

Kiss me with all the emotions crushed into one, 

the colour of the darkest of nights and the most violent of desires.

I come to say goodbye to you all.

And I come to bid farewell to Me. 

For I am God, and I am the Devil.

And I am everything in between.

Thud,

  Thud,

       Thud.