Unknowingly Bluffed


I dined once with devils in castle tower

captured while taking refuge from

a ghastly and violent springtime shower.


We played cards and supped on wine

eating of roasts and bread till late

the whole of the evening so divine—


but as the storm raged beyond window glass

thunder and lightning our orchestra

the devils began preparing for High Mass.


And this black and hellish practice began

as obsidian churned up from the shade

and I realized, just as cold, my blood ran,


I was sitting upon the altar, sated like a goat

readied for the slaughter for the fiends

and it was then that I realized and took note:


the storm, violent and turbulent clamour

was called up by these very red demons

in hopes of a fatted calf to capture.


And look, now, as they get out their claws

sharpen their fires, and blow out smoke

with hot drips coursing down their jaws—


Heed me, travelers, exposed to tempest

avoid towers of devils, no matter how amiable

carry on in storm, and ne’er take thy rest

to avoid a situation, (like mine), so pitiable.

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