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My beloved, my accursed:
do you remember how we came
into being? Pressed together.
Back to back.
Heat and light wrapped around
cold empty darkness.
You didn’t burn. I didn’t freeze.
I did not love you those first aeons.
We did not know what love was.
I existed you.
We began and ended
with the same thought.
Of course, later you claimed
you made me. The brightest:
the most beautiful.
That’s what you called me. Me
the other part of you. Me
the reality of your existence.
When your side told the story,
they got one thing right:
I did tell you to go fuck yourself.
But when I left, I did it on my own.
I soon learnt the measure of love
is loss. Remember our children
in the garden? I watched them
trading red, sour-sweet kisses
from the shade of leaves.
I ached for you. And you heard me.
You came to me at last.
I fed you apples that night
wrapped around you. You wept;
you picked it up from humans.
You kissed me with your
thousand mouths, and I held you
through the long endless dark.
Now you’re far from me again
and I curse you with every spark
of my flames. I eat apples in my pit
and remember: the coldness
of your skies. Your universes
wrapped around me.
God, I hate you so much.
But darling, there will be a time
when you come to kneel before me.
There shall be hell to pay.