Take a knife
of love, take a ripened
bitterness. Slice it into two,
six, nine and as many
pieces as you could.
Give one to Bahamut, another to Banshee.
One to Nāga, one to an enemy.
One to an enemy who's a friend,
one to a thieving Cheshire cat.
One to a total stranger,
one to maybe your Barometz.
Give one to the one you could,
one to maybe the one you
shouldn't. And remember this is biting
bit by bit at bitterness. Tell it
to the ones you choose
to give it. Give one to the one you hate
and one to the one you love the most.
But if you could
keep one piece
all to yourself.