One day while the demons were busy 
Gnawing away at my backside, 
I had an epiphany and realized, 
Though the demons did bite, 
They could not actually eat me. 
Except for my attention, 
I could not be consumed. 
And I began to wonder 
If perhaps I could 
Eat the demons. 
So I turned myself around and bit down. 
All of us were surprised, 
The demons and I, 
To suddenly and unexpectedly learn that 
The demons are digestible 
And I have a talent for chewing them down. 
So now I eat demons 
And I shit out perfect angels. 
I swallow the demons and the fear 
Disappears as I absorb their energy 
Within the infinite interior of my self. 
The demons find themselves enslaved 
Conquered and bound to my will, 
The terrors of yesterday converted 
To the strength of today.