braided

Two trees
trunks like vines
permanently entwined
like legs and arms
wrestling, fighting
sucking from the ground
what nourishment they can
it's you and I
planted too close
needing too much
starving each other
slowly, laboriously

neither can walk away
neither can thrive
pitied by passers-by
envied by the lonely

there is no truth
without you
there is no sky we can't divide
the wind is ours
the rain we share
we will remain like this
a tragic pair.