Satan called me spineless

31 Mar


Hypnotized by the alluring midnight black flowing hair

mimicking the curtains blowing in the ocean’s breath,

I’ve never had such a beautiful image of Satan

as I do right now, as I compose the symphony of my death.

I’m not someone who fancies the ideologies of satanism,

though he is who lurks when I am looking for a friend,

why wouldn’t you want to talk to someone with expertise

in constructing a scene as melodramatic as your end?

It’s not like I have a poor sense of direction or imagination,

it’s just that I get so fixated on the methods that I do NOT like,

for instance, stoning or drowning in a pool filled with sharks,

not fond of guns, asphyxiation or stabbing with a spike.

I tend to obsess over the things that I don’t want to happen

instead of making happen the dreams that I wish,

I’d just hate to have to come to grips with growing soft inside

I wouldn’t want to be remembered as a spineless jellyfish.




© 2018 Joseph Emerson @


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15 responses to “Satan called me spineless


    March 31, 2018 at 8:58 am

    Wow! This was dark as dark can get, my friend. Great imagery for sure. 🙂

    Liked by 3 people

    • Joseph Emerson

      March 31, 2018 at 9:00 am

      Thank you. Yeah it’s been getting a little darker … Luckily just in my writing as I am starting to figure things out. 😉

      Liked by 2 people


        March 31, 2018 at 9:01 am

        Thank God, it’s not with you personally speaking… Creatively genius. 🙂

        Liked by 1 person

      • Joseph Emerson

        March 31, 2018 at 9:02 am

        Coming from an old notebook.

        Liked by 1 person


        March 31, 2018 at 9:06 am

        LOL! I’ve been plucking at some of my old works and revamping them too. Some of the stuff I pulled out was just right corny, yet I had to do something with them. Hahahaa. 🙂 Keep doing what you’re doing, it was amazing. 🙂

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      • Joseph Emerson

        March 31, 2018 at 10:32 am

        Thank you. Yeah I just clean and type up old journal stuff and then tighten it and add in things that are more relevant or pertinent to what is going on in my life now. Then send it off.. ✈️

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        March 31, 2018 at 10:34 am

        I just finished up one from back in 2001 to fit the daily post prompt. I have so many of the just kept away in a file folder that I printed up from when I was in my 20’s and onward.

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      • Joseph Emerson

        March 31, 2018 at 10:38 am

        Wow. So cool. Neat to see where you were in life and with your writing. Time flies yet sooooooo much happens in that flash.

        Liked by 1 person


        March 31, 2018 at 10:46 am

        Oh, Yeah… In the blink of an eye, Poof! Time disappears. 🙂

        Liked by 1 person

  2. foxesandpoems

    March 31, 2018 at 7:39 pm

    I love this. Reminds me of an old poem I wrote called “The devil underestimated me.” Ironically that piece is about outsmarting him, while this is a reflection on not measuring up. Beautifully written.

    Liked by 3 people

  3. Penny Wilson Writes

    March 31, 2018 at 7:41 pm

    This is excellent! Love it!

    Liked by 3 people

  4. Marie Abanga

    April 1, 2018 at 5:11 am

    it surely wasn’t meant to be lol (what you may ask – both hahaha)

    Liked by 2 people


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