We wrestle in the tarriness
of a bottomless place.
Going deeper into what
has fallen in myself.
You and I are twins of this pit,
and the sun goes down
as ever.
We walk and do not move,
stare at the stars
and are not amazed.
By wandering in the forbidden homes
we have touched
their roses; we have defiled
their souls.
Squeeze me as I gasp,
and longing for you a long time ago
you were me,
and now we don't know each other.
Your eyes are big,
but my eye is bigger.
Yet I cannot see
without you.

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