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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=345376" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Demon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A young man is afraid of his demon and puts his hand<br>over the demon's mouth sometimes...- D. H. Lawrence</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I mentioned my demon to a friend<br>and the friend swam in oil and came forth to me<br>greasy and cryptic<br>and said, <br>'I'm thinking of taking him out of hock.<br>I pawned him years ago.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who would buy? <br>The pawned demon, <br>Yellowing with forgetfulness<br>and hand at his throat? <br>Take him out of hock, my friend, <br>but beware of the grief<br>that will fly into your mouth like a bird.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My demon, <br>too often undressed, <br>too often a crucifix I bring forth, <br>too often a dead daisy I give water to<br>too often the child I give birth to<br>and then abort, nameless, nameless...<br>earthless.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh demon within, <br>I am afraid and seldom put my hand up<br>to my mouth and stitch it up<br>covering you, smothering you<br>from the public voyeury eyes<br>of my typewriter keys.<br>If I should pawn you, <br>what bullion would they give for you, <br>what pennies, swimming in their copper kisses<br>what bird on its way to perishing? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">No.<br>No.<br>I accept you, <br>you come with the dead who people my dreams, <br>who walk all over my desk<br>(as in Mother, cancer blossoming on her<br>Best & Co. tits-<br>waltzing with her tissue paper ghost) <br>the dead, who give sweets to the diabetic in me, <br>who give bolts to the seizure of roses<br>that sometimes fly in and out of me.<br>Yes.<br>Yes.<br>I accept you, demon.<br>I will not cover your mouth.<br>If it be man I love, apple laden and foul<br>or if it be woman I love, sick unto her blood<br>and its sugary gasses and tumbling branches.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Demon come forth, <br>even if it be God I call forth<br>standing like a carrion, <br>wanting to eat me, <br>starting at the lips and tongue.<br>And me wanting to glide into His spoils, <br>I take bread and wine, <br>and the demon farts and giggles, <br>at my letting God out of my mouth<br>anonymous woman<br>at the anonymous altar.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Anne+Sexton">Anne Sexton</a><div class=q>
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I mentioned my demon to a friend
and the friend swam in oil and came forth to me
greasy and cryptic
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