Hellenistic

 my demons are intertwined with yours
 I could be loved by you
 but you'd rather lacerate the space between my legs with yours
 we're torn apart by each other
 but I'm looking at you
 trying not to cry
 you want to say something
 but your tongue folds backwards
 and you're moaning in a dialect
 unfamiliar to the things you say to me
 if this is the same tongue you used
 to tell me you'd always love me
 then claw my backside
 as I excuse your damage
 because I'd rather you cut me 
 than I cut myself for you
 I'm looking at you
 but your eyes are closed
 your fantasy is my nightmare
 I'm hoping the parts of me
 will drip on your feet
 before they fall to the ground
 I'm looking at you
 and I wish you could stop
 canonizing our demons
 I want to close my legs 
 but you aren't finished yet

-Milo Hove