Faustus Possessed

He didn’t give me his name.
Just a question:
“Are you sure?”

And as I quivered,
arched a vibrating spine,
thought “no contract 
would be legal now,
you have to be sane,
prostate unfluttered,
bliss-less” — 

You don’t even know
who he is!
(Every safe voice.)
I do.
He is Unseen.
Unbodied mechanic.
Quantum god or prisoner,
jinni or egrḗgoroi
angel-demon
foreign-world
alien — 

because, really — 

Oh, my god!
“Yes!”

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