I caught my muse at work in the night

Crawling the millepedes we’ve had of late.

It was a pair of them, the phrases, a joke:

All else being Deutsches gleich,

Is a Faustian bargain the same

As a Prostian one?

They sped back baldly to my unconscious

As I got up to attend my bladder,

As my partner asked me

What was the matter.