It was almost nonchalantly done.

 

She lurked through the eddies of the crowded room

And moved towards me…we both realised

That it was now the time – the one time –

And never afterwards a time again.

 

I sensed she was behind me, and I felt

Her desolate enormous helplessness

With such a fierce compulsion that it seemed

My very heart must claw out from my back

And leap the space between us…But summoning

A strength from some cold fathom of the will

Garrotted love…Slowly I turned around

And through the frigid windows of my eyes

Slaughtered the final tendrils of content

Then - nodding casually – turned back again.

 

And her eyes went out

As she sank and fell away among the crowd.

 

Such is the weird delirium of pride

That I knew an instants triumph….Ah but since?

No shunning the knowledge since, I know too well

 

I am shrunken capable of hell!