Poem: Inferno

Inferno

The flames burn with ferocious grace
Contained within my fireplace
The embers slip, the black log falls
Flames clime up my chamber walls

The carpet burns, my chair leg flares
Demons look with red eyed glares
My trousers catch, I still lay still
Waiting for sweet deaths’ chill

The flames burn, my licker falls
The gates open, the devil calls
The flames spread towards my chest
Burning through my thin white vest

My life ebbs, my heart slows
Embers glow, deaths’ river flows
My spirit drowns, my head spins
I cross the gate to hells seven rings