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Knife Fight With The Devil

A poem.

By Colin FitzGeraldPublished 3 months ago 1 min read
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Photo by Ivan Siarbolin: https://www.pexels.com/photo/sensual-male-with-dramatic-black-body-art-3841954/

People filed out of a solitary room, quietly looking the other way.

I was amongst them, not to be quiet but challenge the devil.

The devil had unlimited throwing knives.

I was given a solitary meat slicer blade.

The duel began. He threw his vanishing knives.

I threw my meat slicer blade and it hovered on his shoulder.

We both laughed and then shared a cold-cut sandwich.

The first three lines in this poem were in a dream I had. I woke up right after 2:30 in the morning and wrote this poem. I really like how sometimes words unfold in my mind and I just write them down.

*This is definitely not AI-generated. Originally written and published Sept 2022.

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Colin FitzGerald

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