The Loki God (poem)

The Loki God

The Loki God,
Is a trickster God;
And Lord of Anarchy.

I met him first in some remote grove,
I'd pitched camp to give my horse rest.
Food was good, company convivial,
I shared much mead with that fire-side guest.

Then he said,

“If I had a half, and you had two halves,
Together we’d have three.”

“And three is better than two, my friend,
On this we can agree.”

“So, I’ll give you my half, and you’ll keep two halves,
My friend, this one’s on me.”

“And I’ll do it all for free, my friend,
I’ll do it all for free.”

“But at the end of the day, you’ll owe me one,
One for the price of three.”

So, I shook his hand, and slapped his back,
And said it, “’Twas well met.”
We revelled and laughed and blessed my luck,
Until the sun had set.

But the half a thing he had for me, was half a lame donkey,
And even if whole, to any fool, ‘twould be a tad wonky.
What’s use of half a thing, cut off at the belly;
What’s use of half a thing, I could not think of any.

He answered not, but with his sword he cleaved my great stead in twain,
The front fell forward, the back fell back, thus my horse was slain.

He pointed to the bloody bits,
His eyes alight with glee,
Six legs, one head, and a donkey’s ass,
Butchered that night, on the moonlit grass,
My halves that came to three.

And the thing I owed him, because, “I owed him one,”
Was my servitude forever, under the rising sun.

The Loki God,
Is a trickster God;
And Lord of Anarchy.

The Loki God,
Is a lonely God;
And me his company.

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