back me into a corner

stack around me bricks and mortar

lure me in

with one cruel beauty sentence stroke

and catch me back me in

build me in

cylindrical eternal cask to house a stew of me

to hold a steeping seething woeful brew of me

standing kneeling curled beneath

the shadows as

shadows turn

hemstitched metic-

ulous by the moon

oh! back me into a corner and build me in