Demi-God (by Thom the World Poet)

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Late afternoon,
He would turn the music on -
UNLEASH it like a TIGER of striped sound -
ABSORB it with the ferocity of a TRUE DEVOTEE.

He would DRINK THE MUSE as if she were a woman
ABSORB her BLOODSTREAM
BECOME ONE WITH HER,
until he could actually FEEL the MUSE
    inside his skin.

POWER filled him, then -
He could do anything.

He fantasised about being a ROCK STAR
on a HUGE STAGE,
HIGH above the crowds.
LITTLE HITLER and the STORMTROOPERS.
PURE DEVASTATION -
A BLITZKRIEG!

With his BLACK LEATHER BOOTS,
NEO-NAZI UNIFORM
And POWER CHORDS,
He was a DEMI-GOD!
He COULD do anything!

Until
His mom banged on the door
That dinner was ready,
And he needed to wash up
NOW!

   ---(Thom the World Poet)---