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Who is he and why does he pursue me?
This creature of the night emerging through the trees, 
sealing me with his lips
Why do these unknown lips comfort my feeble mind?
Spoken words seem fruitless as we run-
barefoot and mad, tearing the beaches until we are torn from this horrid reality
Is he real?
Entwined, we share poetic thoughts and I find darkness within him
This unknown-he stirs my sizzled mind
I sense the source of my needs through him
He leads me as we lurk through the depths of the desert floor
Amidst the snakes and sinister serpents he speaks of Death with ease
How it warms him as do the rays from the glancing sun
Wait, where did he go?
Inner voices send him yonder, searching for the vast unknown to which only he eerily belongs
Through the heart of the Indian's eye he sees in own pain bathing from within-a need for release
I dare to peer closer
Is he in a trance?
What is he?
Out jump pupils black as night and wide as the wingspan of a vulture encircling his prey
Why do I feel at ease?
He begins to croon and I am forgotten
His perverse escape of the mouth stings me and lingers
I feel his climactic release
Finally, we become one
Why am I quivering if I am not in fear?
What is this other side where tangible existence is faltered?
Why did he bring me here?
Am I drowning?
He has eradicated my young mind-
permanently 
I escape sweetly from torment and become taken
Bare, we become lost to the chants, the
violent shrieking laugh of the mad
Who am I now?
He brought me here to this fall to a splattered whole-a fall perhaps too much awaited 
Finally, we drown together
Our souls-completely submerged

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