Still

[RiverNotch]

there is something rather dissonant between the first two stanzas (i'm counting the title as one) and the last; yeah, that whole "insisting" bit, plus the romantic-interpersonal focus of that last line sort of hand waves away the subtle but enjoyable hints of *insanity* in those first two stanzas, as well as "we were magic" painting a bit too much of a picture for me. but that might be me more taking issue with what the poem chooses to deal with, rather than what it is -- if the romantic-interpersonal focus was to be treated as what the poem really goes for, then even the bigness of "insisting" works, but again, this would, at least for me, mean sacrificing an opportunity to go for something more interesting.