a demon speaks

ah life - ... ... exquisite. a tremendous river cascading, breaking down dams unbreakable; stones, concrete, sand rushing forth when a force is first felt, moved, breath not corpse, a fancy, a meal think expansion, cerebrus yowling away to hades who has lost interested when zeus himself has decided to enter hell: slaps the dog for he has come to free all the memories of the dead. the river lethe roars and fumes; sentient at the intrusion - her powers are nullified by thunderbolts slicing through water; wounds reappear, thick bindings fall apart and the worms, the festering, the bugs, the serpents hiss in warning; smoked, toasted, flamed till it became clear what underneath meant - co-signed, fingerprinted, with multiple mug shots when choices existed, when stories were plentiful, there's always more where they come from in the eeeeeeeeeeeendles delight of this abyss; a mouth frothing but it is sugar candy to delightful worshipers, servants, eager to quench heaven's ordeal. there's another way out; more froth, more tales, more let's bend the rules, a demon smiles; a man nods, a woman obliges, the trio they come into the forest of many fake labels: and here the web got more sticky, the leaves hid away traces of what is out there: a rustle, a stomping, a roar and a giant kid appears, says gotcha! in this place of wonder, every nook has an exit, till the feedback loop of positiveness ends abruptly; no gentle soft landing, no orange warning, no sirens, just a gradual fading, like a leaf left in the pavement too long, absorbs tannins, becomes a copy - an angel's breath, an angel's walk, an angel's semblance mimicked; never touches the core/heart beating from a demon's whisper; call; suggestion. and memories regained; the wanderers now too relived a demon's quest - life exquisite but death was chosen for it tasted like candy.