Graphic, In Case

Let

me

paint

the

lintel

of

your

door

with

lamb’s

blood

drape your

bed with

garlands of

garlic feint

the stalking

hunter with

mock-broken

wing cast out

the ghoul with

wizard-wanded

wave If

all else fails

then let me

take your place

Should the fever

break you

let me build a fire

upon the mountaintop

to lead your spirit home

I’ll hold your breath

until all mine stops

should the angel pass us by or not