I met a satan
on the crossroads.
We struck no discount
however walked, arm
in arm, westward,
for sluggish miles as
starlings flocked. It
steadied me,
and little by little
into that heat
I spilled my soul.That was a while
in the past, and now when
I attempt to keep in mind
how I acquired away
the story blurs. Perhaps
that is the dream,
and I’ll wake
with my hand nonetheless
calmly using
on the tough consolation
of that wool coat.
