I am the ghost that died inside you I am the breath of foetid wind I am the loss that you're concealing I am the one that's never sinned I am the evil you have vanquished I am the lust you have expelled I am the poison you ate as you were giving birth And I am the tiny hand you held I am the words you'd never utter I am the curse that left your lips I am the casual stare of unimagined dangers I am the itching in your hips I am the godforsaken foetus I am the afterbirth of love I am the stammering recipient of favours I am below, you are above I am the secret in your darkness I am secreted from your pores I am the cynicism screaming for attention And I'm everything you'd like to think was yours I am the ghost of just this moment I am the ghost of all your past I am the ghost who'll haunt each fragment of your future I am the first, I am the last