They say he
had his demons
I saw them
on his face
anguished, angry, ashamed
they feasted on
the memories he
could not share
there could be
no exorcism for
the pains he
would not speak
only the spirits
he drank released
them temporarily until
they became our demons too
--
April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 12: spirit
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