Betwixt and between The wilds of a deeper will Spirits intervene They jump the shadow stream Dispossessed inhabitants Inhabiting a dream
The misplaced demon pod The highly focused god Stab your skin, burrow in The more you thrust and prod Your secret self, a lightning rod For pious saint and fraud
Deranged darker feelings Gather flesh and shine In crypt or cave or shrine Soul brings forth the foul fiend That ruptures space and time
Whereabouts unknown But wherever they may be Wayward ghosts yearn for home In the realm of reverie And in the evening on the edge Of the final sleep The meddling poet grabs a glimpse Before he goes too deep
