Judas Came to bed-Hannah Wagner/The Hero’s Inferno

At first I was surprised to see him

Each time we met I thought would be the last

Slowly I became attached to his presence

I waited for him like a fiend for their dope

He wasn’t like the history books said

He was more like a great dark wing

Soft and alone

He carried me away

I looked up to see the stars for the very first time

When Judas comes to bed the red rose sets fire to the forests


People said we can’t help you now

You are walking hand and hand with the devil

But I have seen the devil, drinking Bulleit

Sucking on figs and taking the skin off the poors back

Rest assured when Judas comes to bed I am closer to god


When it Is over he is remorseful

A rain storm comes down to cleanse him

I watch but do not join

Preferring to wallow in our sweat


Each night he pulls the drapes back on his heart

I reach to touch the pulsing ruby of my dreams

Just as quick he jerks the curtains back

Like a spooked horse


Gone again until the next act

When Judas comes to bed time itself does not exist

When Judas comes to bed we are both two and one

When Judas comes to bed he leaves nothing but an olive branch

Hannah Wagner hails from Salem, Massachusetts. She is an actor, poetess, dreamer, among many other things. She thinks there is a little witch in all of us.   Hannah writes for The Hero’s Inferno

Author: Sudden Denouement

A Global Literary Collective

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