Yesterday, I Sat Down With My Demons

Yesterday, I sat down with my demons because Bukowski told me to do so

I served them tea, without milk.

No need to offer an apology for the scarcity 

They know very well how impoverished I am.


There were three of them at the table but 

I know there were some more.

I asked them, So what's your name? 

Oh, yes, I already know.


I am you, you are me, that's what they always say

As they continued playing cards, ignoring the tea

"You're trying to poison us." 

I said, no, that's not true. 


I lied.


They grew bigger and uglier - 

Such a fright! 

So I took out a knife from my pocket,

I wondered how it got there.


I am you, you are me, again they said

They continued playing cards and ignored the tea

Okay, don't drink it, I finally caved.


I took the cups to the kitchen sink 

but when I got back, only lingering echoes remained

Until next time, I whispered in the air.

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