i think we’re lost
i think we are lost
you and i
what are we
but demons?
everywhere I go
you go
whatever I touch
you devour
will you never leave me again?
i only asked for life after death
that day in the forest
when I opened my eyes
it was not so much to do
for a being like you
yet
even on the apples i eat
the clothes i seek refuge in
the men that i love
eyes grow
and sprout
and spread
and i look at you
and you stare at me
and we see each other
in our peripheral reflections
i realize
that you are me
just as much
as i am you
we are each other
that is why
rebirth will not kill
the being that you are
I loathe it so
i loathe it so
was i wrong
/
/
/
to wish for this?
Author’s note: This standalone poem is also part of a poetry collection that forms a short story, named ‘Love, Death’ — you can read the collection in ascending order on Medium.
About The Author: Author of over 20+ web-serials & novels, published by Tapas.io, recent addition to the Wattpad Stars program, and Winner of Tapas’s 2018 Summer Writing Competition, Beau Van Dalen’s stories have amassed a total of over one million reads online — between short stories, poems, novels and scripts, he can always be found with a pen in hand.
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