I look at you, you look at me.
What in each other, do we see?
I see friend, a happy face,
Good companion there in place.
You however, see a page,
Inviting and yours to rearrange,
As if I’m just territory for you claim,
Empty dirt and weeds to tame.
A place to sow seeds of blinded faith
Atop the bounty reason made,
In hopes the one will kill and smother,
Replacing me with someone other.

-D. Fadden