The Poet's Place writings

Demons

Demons
By Lisa Noe

We all have lots of things we’d like to change
Like a dog who’s shunned ‘cause of the mange

We call them demons or acts so crass
Like telling someone to kiss your ass

Excuse me but a demon just showed itself
Making jokes of poor taste, I did it myself

I have demons that rear their heads
These are the things I surely dread

My mouth gets the best of me
Sometimes I think I am funny.