demons v angels
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New poems by Rob Plath



Blood & Song


my demons ambushed my angel

threw a blanket over it

& slashed it w/box cutters


the demons retreated

when my angel, deeply gashed,

began to sing

like a hemorrhaging violin



a line, (a blue one)


Be Careful What You Fuck Up


you can fuck up yr demons

you can crush the cherries of 1,000 cigarettes

out in their fucking eyes

you can pull on yr boots & kick their fangs out

you can throw a black sack over each & everyone of them

& lug them to yr trunk & dump them in the bay

but you'll be mutilating yrself

you'll be drowning yrself


yr demons are the skin of yr temples



a line, (a blue one)


Better Than Bone


rip yr spine out

twist yr skull off


fill yr head

w/a beautiful



let Nothingness

support you wherever

you walk



a line, (a blue one)


Black Dog


the raccoon

bargained for its life

w/terrible screams


but those jaws

remained callous

as the gods




a line, (a blue one)


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