Mine, ours, yours
possessing and possessed
a terrible tangle of belonging and longing
"He's taken what's ours...
from ours he has made..."
given
"we have no part
been sold and eaten"
alienated
To take
to have
to steal
to lose....
I entered and saw you
opened a well of longing
Now I seal the path
and you waver
under the shadow of knowing
the nothingness that is ours
stolen hearts
stolen days
stolen selves
stolen gods...
and you are stolen away
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