Demian! Poem

 Zipper and elastics with hammer so sadistic

Leather and feather with sprinkle of glitter 

Axe and knife with glaring boring eyes life

Boots and laces with hurry up found traces

Blood and pages with erase me all chases

Fruits and mold with my mask on when bald

Napkins and wine with a quite  bloody dine

Forks and spoons with witch hauls to moons

Now eight lines were written above so damn straight 

Get your demian ready or demian will be your late

Hoakas poakas my  crystal ball fate

Won't glare on or sparkle to demian's gate

Roses and flowers with telescopes of powers

Couches with newspaper to hide in my hater

Boxes and papers with classic used shavers 

Piano and guitar with robes bundled avatar

Cotton balls and silicone with my quite zone clone

Candy and dye with blood mixed with rhy 

Chalks and map with empty closet to nap

Bangs and booms with plastic witch brooms

Now sixteen lines had been written above so damn straight 

You call demian now or demian will be your late

Hoakas poakas my crystal ball fate

Demian the sixteen prepares his bloody bate

Balls and bats with a lovely dead rats

Hats and pants with bleeding trace ants

Hammer and fork with my half rare pork

Sunglasses and lipstick with bodies of sick

Knife and napkin with my answer of takin 

Blue face and eyeliner with my creep dinner

Hello in and takin with goodness of baking 

Chains and carton bags with hammer in tags

Now twenty four lines had been written above your adore 

Call me demian now or demian will explore 

Hoakas poakas my crystal ball fate

Will ring in my ears to call demian's gate

But don't forget then worry if demian will be your late

Hence promises are broken illusion is my debate

Ring all chips down as demian's will state 

But neither us will get you separated from demian's bate

Now you know who am I?

Is it me or with demian's eye

Now you know who is demian?

Is it me or the me in!

Is it me or dead me in!

Is it me or the mean in!

Is it me or dead mean inn!