THIS ROAD

I NEED

to talk to the demons

hanging out in my dark corners,

convince them of the need

to change their address:

there is too much life--

too much light--

from which they always hide.

I need

to tell my story,

so I have no time for demons.

I have time only for words,

joyous words,

carefree words,

words to pave

this road I travel.