Before my destruction
Patiently the Devil stood on the threshold.
Restling I heard the Brute knock at nightfall.
I know better, of course I knew better.
Dragging my feet as I moved down the hall.
Earning the shock as I reached the doorway.
Generously amused the Demon seemed.
Optimism hung in corners of its grin.
Eagerness to share l'appel du vide.
That distance fallen already within.
'Hello' it was my own voice that startled me.
Breathing hard the Fiend asked to be seated.
Exhaling fear, I attended to the guest.
For something had been set in motion.
Obstructive was the Familiar's sense.
Requested I, 'what reasons why, did you come by this way'
'Eh? For you, I came too... to catch you astray' said the Knave.
Deafness reigned loudly in that room that night.
Expectations laid out by eye contact.
So finally I spoke to the Charmer,
'This battle will continue till you lose,
Retreat so that I can have victory and sleep.'
Unchallenged by this, the Angel whispered,
'Close your eyes then, and I will depart.'
That was the moment, the second, I blinked.
I knew better of course, I know better.
Oh relief I had won and it was gone.
Now celebrating, I felt a touch of pride.