Found Poem in Bless Me, Ultima
By Kaya
The Evil One
Let the evil come out!
A madman,
His face contorted with pain.
Bile poured from his mouth,
Like live snakes.
He was holding the side of his bed
Afraid to slip back into the evil spell.
He was very weak,
But well.
A man returned from a living hell.
Like a starved animal,
He ate.
Skeletal arms flailed the air,
Like seeing a dead person rise
He screamed the tortured cry
Our work was done.