Iblis greeted me
Iblis greeted me
not with a handshake
but a hayfork to my insides
and a battering ram to my skull
taunting me:
“you know there is no God
so you dont believe in Me either”
then flew away on his wings of fire
leaving a mark inside me
so his Shayatin can find me.
occasionally they do.
derek balsam is a pseudonymous author of fake stories and a hallucinatory reviewer of real music. he lives in the midwest with his spouse, three offspring, one dog, and trillions of uninvited fellow travelers. 