Satanic? I dunno about that.
Far from Satanic, in fact, I think the poem has a large Biblical element in the last line, which apparently propogates the belief in suicide as the unforgivable sin (my interpretation: what he'll end is his life, which he'll soon regret as he meets his end in eternal punishment).
Regardless, I think the poem is pretty skeletal and fragmented. I wish it were longer, as it is it feels incomplete. A longer poem would have, for me, been able to convey its images and themes much more powerfully. I also don't really like how incredibly vague it is in its leap from the outer hell created by this man or force to the inner hell of his or its soul.
The tux and tie, I assume, is the narrator's destroying the "elegant" world of the upper class or the intellectual elite, who, though they wear a pleasant, showy outer garb, rot on the inside.
There's a lot of depth to this poem, and I recognize that and feel I could, on further inspection, get a lot from it. The poem itself, however, I find mediocre.
I want the bomb
I want the P-funk!
My band is better than yours...
