aeternum

aeternum

I wish I knew how you do it
make me feel more than I can conceal
beneath the everyday stripe and spot
of camouflage owned and grown
out of necessity.

There is comfort here, and fear
that rises like a tide of fire
that crushes desire and purifies
each random thought of purpose caught
in your fingers.

This is a cage I constructed
and am buried in, married to, and you
are my gaolor and liberator
my future if in an imperfect tense
waiting for the iron to cool.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.