1 minute to midnight

Okay, not fair. He doesn't have me post the new work that's getting all the attention here. Not fair, at all...so let's correct that. I am using the new, variant title.

1 minute to midnight

I stand between two worlds, mine and yours.
Yours is distant and, although tempting,
there is an exempting hesitancy in my nature,
having been asked to cross that line before
and being disappointed by hollow words and wounds
uncured by failed amomancies in false prophets.

But I no longer belong in my world, for my spirit slips
and flickers in lambent adoration of you,
pulling its leash and begging me to let it away
to play and pray with you its altar and mistress.
And, with a word, dropped from as high as heavens allow,
you can cut the cord and free me to be yours.


William F. Devault. all rights reserved.