September twenty-third,
Nineteen eighty-seven
Four thirty-four a.m
Falling
And so I touched myself that night, like I usually do
Picturing your hands caressing me
Yet every time I close my eyes, the only face I can see was Lucifer's
"He'll never leave you alone, you know?" you said
Sitting in a chair in the corner of a room
"He knows your scent."