the devil is in the detail

hot red hell

the crimson and white of her flesh

the angry welt cross her chest

in anger and confusion

in temptation and taboo

evil for the sake of evil

the grin the smirk the pout the baby voice

the spirit of a criminal framed in black

the instrument panel lined in red lush velvet

deathly white walls

sin lives here and their air is icy hot

my hands were cold as i touched her

her eyes never changed as i reached down

others might try to humiliate her defiance

i could imagine them as they did it

a voice in my head was saying something

something awful

i couldnt even repeat it to myself

sin had manifested as this woman

i caught sight of myself in a pool

a shambolic wreck

i look like some lunatic washed up in the south seas

my face all flushed

my glass forehead beaded in sweat

nostrils flaring knees buckling

i was a horror unto myself

look what all this sin has wrought

her one kiss makes me feel devoured

jezebel oh you want to punish her……

the snake in his tree is watching you touching her

are you a man or an animal ? it asks

a man i am a man i/you reply

no surely you are a beast the snake says in your mind

my hands have been lost for days

they wander far and wide across the countryside

the snake watches the woman whisper in your ear

shes not interested in you you fool the snake says

i shake my head

i’m watching a film in some cinema

some mean old landlord evicting a young mother

out! he says

oh please kind sir

isnt there some other way to pay you than money ?

she implores him on her knees

the camera zooms in on our villains eyes

twinkling with merry old sin

well (he twirls his moustache ) perhaps there is one way….

doctor faustus is in his office when a red face appears from a wall

lust the rawest and most  incurable sin

the devil dreamed up lust just last night it was his last chance

oh fuck i’m a genius he said upon discovering it

and he sent it into mans hearts to bewilder them

doctor faustus middle aged and serious sits glaring at you

youre an evil person he says in german accented english

he pronounces evil as eefil

you think

some say the devil is quite a gentleman

he knows his way round a good red and some tasty meat

he prefers a piece of rump or the white flesh of the breast

for dessert tongues in various jellies

the sheets in his bed are as black as space

tiny crushed stars as crumbs under him

why do you need your soul anyway? whispers the woman

her hands have multiplied under your clothes

oh yes youre definitely an animal says the snake as it watches

its eye never leaves you for one single moment

tasting the air saturated in sin it recoils itself

i notice some music is playing

the most delicious swaying suggesting music

it comes drifting upon a concupiscent cloud

the devil writes music that is unearthly

his notes fall from grace in spacey elegies for lust

lewd and rhythmic percussion

fuck you! says the woman astride and riding away

faustus asks where are your morals?

mother asks where are your clothes?

my neck all bruised and blueish

i blew my salary in this den of iniquity

a refund ….? you must be joking …..says someone

someone in another room

he is an animal and a fool the snake again

he will suffer much but learn nearly nothing

what do you want to see honey? asks the very first woman

i want to see fuckin’ everything…you say

then look here sweetheart she says

and the last thing you think of

as you gaze into the laptop

is the image of an apple

with one single bite