She Can Be So Demanding
All my syllables she wanted
Down to the last one, so
I gave them to her.
Next she craved words
polyphonic, lavish, impregnable.
My storehouse I opened.
Then she needed lines (but
Not the sort you’re thinking of)
She said in order to save
Herself, so I threw her a whole
Boatload.
I could see what was coming next:
Books!