Long Lost DemonA Poem by Raven Starhawk
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Long Lost Demon
Nocturnal enigmas spin a funnel labyrinth
Toward alternative dominion of turpitude
As I tease the keys of my ruptured piano and anticipate
That soon hallucination liberates me from myself
But maybe it is too late
For I am a spider under reality’s heel
I am but a long lost demon
In a parade of perdition
© 2012 Raven Starhawk
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