{ m e p h I s t o p h e l e s }

a gentleman stopped me by the pool
to ask if i knew pleasure;
i said, “don’t bother me today.
i travel with my treasure.”

but twisted is the human way,
much anger, a disease —
and life a daily intercourse
with mephistopheles

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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