Easier became hardest.
I lost my view, in lieu
of the forest’s
frozen, in arrest…
you can hardly

ever hope
to testify to the good
you’ve gotten stuck in.

It’s a miracle you aren’t
dead by now,
so scream loud.

Might be your only,
might be your last.

Easiest becomes hardest,
you’ll never know another
pair like them,

and open the door
and let the demon
into you now,

because it is harder
not to.