The Devil’s Crust: A Sacred Poem

by Cosmic Poet Simon Pole

Trans Solar World Battery image by Joe Haput CC BY-SA

The Devil’s Crust

Briefly flared the single spark,
And flashed a moment in the dark,
And there it traced a vivid speech,
With a far and burning reach.

“I am the fire which lights the dead,”
The flaming tongue livid said,
“Where they pummel, and beat, and lie,
While above their jailers fly.”

“Demons they in fl…