The Devil and a Box of Chocolates

"Thats not the Devil" she said

"Im the Devil ~

Those are just chocolates

Help yourself"

The dark

Singluar Fragrance

Wafted up

And I ran a finger

Across

The glossy finish of
The box

Contemplating its boundaries

Feeling its pointy corner

As the spider shape

Of my crawling hand

Descended in