Dancing with the devil, and no I’m not being careful. I’m staring right in his pupils. I’m ignoring all my people. His moves are lethal, but his moves aren’t the scare. It’s me, leading this pair. As his demons stare, I see the flames flare. Less I couldn’t care. Dry zone on our iPhones. He doesn’t ever dance alone, I looked up and saw his clones. With my teeth clinched at, I step back and sharpened my blade. Tossed them back in their grave. Look at the coffins I made. I’m a coward just afraid of power. My body is filled with anger, and I hide it well from strangers, but the serpent’s work lingers. So I’m trying to end the danger. And I love myself so I couldn’t help but leave this hell. Just a well kept secret that I hope you’re around to read it.