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