Devil Sweet

August 21, 2007

You are a magnet.
You disguise yourself
As a lifeline,
Yet I know you
To be my destruction.
I move toward you
Even as I strain
To avoid your field.
Struggling free,
I remain haunted
By your palate stroke;
And energy moves me
Toward you once more.
Then as tongue rejoices,
Head sighs
And wonders
If death has won
Another round.

-Micki Selzter

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