Baling Wire by John Tustin
Gather up my love like errant laundry in your arms and use an amalgam of baling wire, paper clips and bubble gum to bind it into a tight ball. Then toss the ball into the darkest corner of your heart if you are not ready for it. I will wait for you. I need to fight some ten-rounders. I need to get swept overboard. I need to get sideswiped in the gutter. I need to find things and lose things, alone. As the time passes, my love may grow to hatred and then back to love. But I will wait. Malnourished, malformed, I will wait. When you are ready, retrieve that ball of love, bubble gum, paper clips and baling wire from its neglected corner away from the light. Unwrap it. A love will be released that is dirty, damp, useless, hazardous, overwhelming. For you.
