60 x 80 cm
Pastel crayon and acrylic on canvas
Sometimes it grows as you get old.
It feeds on you,
you feed him too
and make his power like a flood.
Just when you look inside yourself
and find him waiting on his shelf,
that’s when you know the time has come
to stop that selfish one’s old fun.
You cage him, bend him, stop his flood
and use your demon for the good.