The Demons Dance

after all the evil

they’ve done

they celebrate

drinking our blood

and intoxicated on it

they howl in wicked glee

they pick up our bones

and rattle them

making such a din

the rest of us

who are alive

go mad

with the noise

and they chase us

all over the world

and we run in fear

as death lurks near

and they grab us

eating us greedily

while we die like lambs

until every last

one of us is gone

from this Earth

and then they laugh

till the skies shatter

and in this cacophony

again the demons dance.

Madness Digs Holes

in my head

till I forget

myself

slowly

and I am lost

then I notice

the world

how alien it is

how indifferent

and my heart shakes

like a rattle

and I feel like a beggar

wandering

through life

and I find

that no one can see me

that people pass

through me

and then I realise

I am a ghost

and I weep

in terror

wondering

how long

I will be like this.