Killing Delilah - Tracy Ryan

[highlyeccentric]

Because I have lived too long with her
and for her, blinding myself
by degrees, calling it love.
My other half, I said.
She became my interpreter.
I relied on her charms to get me through
a foreign land.
Strength was all I had
but she did away with it
quietly, while I slept
a lifetime
till her words spoke for me
and her ways won out.
I thought her face was my face
put my faith in her social graces -
she was always in demand.
But sooner or later someone
was bound to ask for me.
Now is the moment of release,
my only chance.
My fingers are feeling for the cracks.
One sure blow is all it takes
to bring this house down.