Then, the keeper said to her,
“Do you remember me? I remember you.
You filled my cup to get yourself drunk
2 days later I wake up in a ditch
13 feet under the surface of my own logic.
How did you do it?
You bewitched me with that smile
And you left me, riding the dragon into my worst nightmare
You lived with the friend of my enemy
And here we stand, still…
Still ****** into the worst dizzy spell of my life
Still unsure whether to fight the dragon, or tame it.
Tame the dragon, or tame you.
Tame you, or tame my reason.”

That is the story of a keeper’s life
The knowledge of his self-contradictory self
Running from the heart that soothes him
Even if it is his own
Just to come into control of himself
Through the taming of a rare creature
That nobody can domesticate.
At least not him.