Hatch Into Hell
Demons shaving their backs,
hot-wiring stolen Porches,
pissing in the baby’s hair.
Demons screwing with the Union,
their skulls on backwards,
their talons of tin
and bloodied orifices.
Demons thrashing
under the pillows,
and yet we doubt them,
questioning the mind,
measuring out reason.
Demons spinning
inside the furniture,
and still we wonder
over evil’s existence.
Their tiny black minds
and fat greasy hands.
Their septic spittle
and pus-fractured grins.
The unbearable voicings,
like honey with acid
or napalm on satin;
like feces or molten gold
poured into the sores
of the soldier-children.
Such as the hellhounds
we’re entertaining now,
their despair beyond description,
as beautiful as they are despicable,
malevolent, and yet wholly banal
Bruce McRae, a Canadian musician, is a Pushcart nominee with over a thousand poems published internationally in magazines such as Poetry, Rattle and the North American Review. His latest book out now, ‘An Unbecoming Fit Of Frenzy’ is available on Amazon and through Cawing Crow Press, while in July of this year, another book of poems, ‘Like As If’, will be published by Pskis Porch. His poems on video can be viewed on YouTube’s ‘BruceMcRaePoetry’