I meant to invite you
to my confession
and maybe I did
it might
have gotten lost in the mail
or in the back
of my mouth
who can keep track of such
loss
I was so focused on what
I would confess
and in whose language
*
I know if I were
stronger
you would
love me less
but today I demand both
strength
and devotion
the iron general
and the iron horse he rides