FRIEDRICH

FRIEDRICH

I was getting nowhere
praying for my soul

falling by the wayside
moving further away

which exact
moment you seized
to muscle in
on me
hold a knife
to my throat
(sharpest possible
blade I do
now believe)
and, lightning lurking
in those eyes,
gave me
      books of
our darkest, sweetest god
to negotiate

mugging me
      in the Church

so
about to fall

situation pretty much
the same
      as when
      the dark god
mugged you.