Mare

If you’re going to love me

you’ll have to handle this

night

mare

This blackness, the abyss

visions of your worst self entangled with

the best of me

You’ll never know where I’m from

Or who I’ve known

Just the feel of my skin on yours

and the realization that

you could never keep me

I belong to all of them

like you,

who seek something too infinite

for your finite hands to hold

without ever thinking

that for the time you are here

the best you can do

is take a deep breath

and let this dream seduce you

drain life from your lips

and spread this poison

That there is more to this

More to you

More to us

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