malediction II

malediction II

where Alexander failed, I scaled the sea wall
on the other side of the pillars, the knot
of Gordius not quite so perplexing to patient fingers
that linger on the texture long enough, strong enough,
to untangle even the fine hemp weavings, leaving
nothing but the pretense of tension to slow me,
show me nothing but faerie glamour. but I burnt out
my eyes before reentering the slick thickets
where you wrapped your heart in cousins of nightshade
and am unafraid of betovering this time.


William F. DeVault. all rights reserved.