Verse: Exorcists

(inspired by a tweet by @amuirin)

tonight, do not tell me
what you are

tell me
what you are not

introduce me to
the things you won't admit

the refugees
of other lives

you harbour
in your heart

a time
before this one

press the words
and make them cry

until they peter out
or break

and i will
will harvest mine

until there is
no adversary among us

no night buried
in the soil of our souls

and when morning arrives
with fire in her eyes

and says
it is time to rise

what we do
in that moment

will determine everything