We Are Alike

We are alike, you and me.
We are alike.
You die of love,
I die of love.

You die without love,
I die without love.

We live to love,
We live without love,
We live until we die

And then

You must die alone,
I must die alone.

You and me, we are the same.

Look at us,
The same

With the love that degrades and consumes us.

I look in the mirror and I see you there,
Smiling like me
With the tears in your eyes as we smile

With all of our love

And without it.



John Tustin is currently floating in the open sea on a piece of driftwood but swears he sees palm trees in the distance. fritzware.com/johntustinpoetry contains links to his published poetry online.