The word is cheap when reached for too easily. It isn’t a weapon to be drawn from a conspicuous holster, to bludgeon with the constant threat of its significance even when undrawn (a weapon once always a weapon twice, violence and desire breeding and frightening us always with such strong and looming potentials, eh?). I told her instead that a priest would have to exorcise her from my mind if she were ever to be evicted from the folds and trenches where my consideration had burnt for her crude holes and shelves where she could rest as I made my way through every day, such is her possession of me.