You have stayed too long
like an unwanted houseguest
perched in a dim back corner
judging me in silence.
I fed you the warm sustenance
of discarded scraps of psyche,
and your black feathered body
grew plump
on all that tormented, oppressed
and left me shattered.
Twisted yet comforted,
I hated you yet remained afraid
of life without your presence.
But now you must leave,
(I am not asking, I am demanding).
Vacate the perch, take your
black beady eyes, your incessant beak
that pecks at juicy morsels.
Fly on burnt wings,
crash into the white sky,
and fall lifeless.
You are banished
no longer welcome
in a redecorated room
with light filled corners
a new clean place
where dark demons
cannot survive.