The Devil’s Feast

Hi God, you there?

Just wanted to let you know I'm still not fine. I ate the devil and he's sitting in my stomach. Can you feel him too? He squeezes my lungs and tickles my heart. I can hear him inside.

You there? His laughter strangles my thoughts, God. He's eating my soul. Make him hungry, make him thirsty, make him weak. There's not much left anyway...

You there? You know, when I wake up he lays next to me. He tells me to stay in bed. He wants me to think about bad things. Shut him, I beg you, the fuck up!

You there? Make this day different than others. Make me feel like I had before. And when I go to sleep tonight, close my eyes, my hungry, tired eyes I've been keeping open for too long.

You there?

I'm sorry...

You there?