Devil

Build me a tapestry of purple
An aperture through the thin blue line
Make each thread fasten secure
As the harness I wear

Light my way with halogen lamps
To compete against the Son
Let each lamp glow like fire flies
Embers burning bright

Place a helmet of platinum upon my temple
As to be ready for my throne
Morning stars and sepia gird my body
To distinguish me from other angels

Bridge my feet with girders
An estuary below the golden gate
Make each cord blend harmoniously
Like lemon and honey in my challis

May my food be manna and sauteed apples
A meal from the gods' own hand

I take pride in knowing this way
Will lead me back to paradise

Sean Benjamin 2007