Love roams the earth
Looking for victims
Sacrifices to the high God

She is not inescapable
Some days we are too fast
too wary
Once I was able to disguise myself
as a man looking at a train timetable
She went right on by
until I started looking at the numbers too closely
and I enjoyed the way the four looked next to the eight
And I was flattened

If love catches you
then that’s it for you
I’m afraid
O you may find a moment or two out of her clutches
A time to reminisce about when the days were your own
and you were the one
trying to capture the world
and bring it home

But in the end
there is only one pit
and we all fall in
And though it’s not the fire that consumes us
everything that brought us to this point
down to our very flesh
will be destroyed
But at that point you won’t care much
For you will become a part of love itself
Maybe love is after all more of a gatherer