Your lips for a kiss
I summoned the devil to try for his help
and he said, “anything from me comes with a price-
an eye for an eye, as you know quite well-
I will take from your virtue and give you a vice.”
I asked if he’d make an exception for me,
but he shook his head and my whole body shook too.
He smiled and shrugged with his eyes full of mirth
and said, “one for one is the best I can do.”
And I wanted to learn,
so I gave him my youth.
Then I wanted to bite
so I gave him a tooth.
He took both my hands
when I wanted to write,
then also my sleep
when I wanted the night.
I called him again:
“Is nothing for free?”
“That’s not what you seek
when you bargain with me.”
I was silent then
for I knew it was true,
I had wanted to have,
but to lose something too.
So I asked for a heart and I asked for a mind
and forgot to be wise and forgot to be kind.
Got hope for ambition and ability,
success for satisfaction and stability.
I asked for the things that I needed to live
and he took away their vitality.
When I asked for something, he gladly would give
a meaningless sort of formality.
I stopped shaking hands with the fireplace
but the burn scars are still on my skin.
But he knows I’ll be back with a favor to ask,
and he’ll take my soul, and he’ll win.
December 22, 2015