drowning in demons, reaching for your devil
you must stop
battling all the little demons
while the devil himself sits calmly watching
can’t you see,
that the devil is just keeping you busy?
he knows you’ll never think of knocking him down
while you’re distracted
if you want it to end it, end it
if you want progress
stop wasting your productive years
battling those little demons
slay the big guy
what the hell is it you want anyway?
let all those little demons just hang on you
while you move forward
move strong toward his chair
grab your devil by his neck
surprise him; knock him down
the little ones will jump off once they see that
flex every muscle
put your brow down
you can have anything you want
Poem from Let The Poets Come And Stop Me available on Interpunk.com this summer.