Disclaimer: I am not a poet. Any resemblance this piece may have to actual poetry is purely coincidental. Just think of this as regular prose that happens to rhyme in a couple of places. Oh - and I don't own Kuroshitsuji.
A Last Curiosity
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
I'll never tell a soul.
In just a moment I'll forget
How to think,
How to breathe,
How it feels to regret.
And it's such a small favor to ask
To let
Me learn this one thing –
Isn't it?
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
I know that smile by now.
I happen to think I deserve this one
Last favor,
Last answer,
Last small duty done.
It's just something I had to ask
For fun.
It's simple and harmless –
Isn't it?
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
Don't shake your head like that.
Don't comfort me like I'm in pain,
Like I don't
Really know
All that you stand to gain.
It's something that's clung to my mind
Like a stain.
Oh, but it's such a small thing –
Isn't it?
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
You owe me this, at least.
I'll never learn so many things,
Not that you
Ought to care
Since you'll just lift your wings
And fly off to take everything your future
Brings.
And it's all just so easy,
Isn't it?
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
It's the one last chance I'll have.
I don't expect you'll understand
That my thoughts
And my mind
Are deserting me, and
To you, everything is exactly as
Planned,
But for me, it's all over.
Isn't it.
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
A last request of mine.
A last request of mine, to you
Just in case
You might feel
Like you owe me this, too.
And of course, I never will know if
It's true.
But I guess that's the whole point, now,
Isn't it?
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
Who were you before we met?
Where are you from, where will you go
When at last
I'm resigned
To my life dimming low
And your eyes come alive with that terrible
Glow
But no – it's a secret, still,
Isn't it?
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
I've never doubted you.
Not even now that you're set free
And there's nothing
To stop you
Collecting your fee
And it never has mattered what happens
To me,
But it's just such a small thing –
Isn't it?
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
A brief and calm goodbye.
It's just, I've never known for sure
The volume
Of fear that
My soul can endure.
And I never will ask of you anything
More –
But I guess this is all hopeless,
Isn't it?
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
Before the blackness comes.
Before the forest and the sky
With their blue
And their green
To my darkening eye
Start to vanish along with the crow's lonely
Cry –
But this plea is a game to you,
Isn't it?
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
I know you're laughing now.
I had the feeling you'd refuse
To make me
A gift of
The last thing I'll lose.
And your name was the first thing I ever did
Choose
When we met. So it's fitting, then,
Isn't it?
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?
The clock has stopped, at last.
My time is gone, my speech is through
And it hurts
To think back
When we both of us knew
That revenge was a tightrope for me, and
For you.
And the great fall is all that's left.
Isn't it.
Tell me your name, Sebastian.
Please?