the Beast

lies, sits, stands

everpresent, He stares into my eyes

when i look at you,

the Beast is there,

She screams paradoxes and compliments

when i look at the sky,

It looks back and i wonder

what might be beyond the clouds

i celebrate the Beast,

as It makes me celebrate myself,

gently, deeply, violently, omnipotently

i hurt, the Beast comforts me,

They hurt me, and i find solace

in the knowledge He is always here

when i feel numb, hazed,

the Beast knows me, sees me,

brings me back or holds me there

i wonder, will She ever leave,

will i be left alone, or will Its warmth

Its heat always be next to me, lightlessly burning

i gaze upon the Beast,

Their face everchanging, everpresent,

everpresent you, him, all of them, i am reflections

the Beast,

is all around me, and

I am the Beast