Gods Lived Within Me Poem by Zyw Zywa

I think there is a beautiful palace
deep inside me
where gods determine how
my life must pass

They want satisfaction
are all unrest and
many, unruly
they do what they always do

They spoil my senses
enough or just not enough
because time and again I long for more
Please, one more time, one more time

I get so tired of that urge
I want to get rid of it
and think about how
I could achieve that

but it seems to happen spontaneously
...A girl sneaked in
...into my head or may have
...lived there from her childhood

...She went down all the stairs
...and, with a lighter and patience
...she set fire to the bottom step
...in the cellar where

...the gods reside
Now she runs up, fast fast
She flees ahead of the fire
rescues her body, rescues me too