Fate and Chance

11) Despite fear my eye lids opened to see,
But fright clears my senses, ropes me once more
To tighten the fence of mine eyes; for doors
That once I thought closed now open anew.
Brats I had bought, nosy girls, and a few
Women that had taken leave of their men;
For ten fat cads had I cleaved from the stem,
Tore their bodies radically, like hens.
Such a feat I had not thought to rue, dead
Or alive, for I was not taught to fear.
Yet now your silhouette shines through my lids,
Better seen by the debts that color it.
So I look upon you once more, escape 
No longer wanted; nuance be my bait!

                                                             Fate and Chance, (c) Luke Bennette, April 2012