Thank the gods
-devils-
for bringing me to you
this sweet torture
this beyond sane ruse
to steal every last fibre
of my willingness to persevere
above all else the evil that it would be to falter, to yield
to you
-to give in-
just to squeeze from my heart
(for now i am sure poetry flows
from no other part)
every last syllable that my mouth refuses to speak.

KH