I said ‘I love, I do’ with hand on heart and limpid distant gaze
‘It’s true’
She said ‘Then go collect the waters of the oceans and the rivers and all the clouds that ever were and ever are to be
And all the tears
(Just say that can be done, said she)
And pour them on hell’s bonfire till every cruel flame is quenched
And with your magic salve in hand anoint the burns of all the wretched souls so callously imprisoned there
And friendly shake the Devil’s hand devoid of every fear and welcome him with warmth to tea
Then tell me that you love and I’ll believe you’
(mish 2016)