Why do you sing this song with me?
Whilst you sharpen your teeth
before you sink them into your flesh
and dance like a drunken fool.
You close your eyes and colour your eyes
with old bittersweet memories.
My words, your words, their words,
like sharp needles pierce skin, and
colour skin with your fears.

Tell me why do you sing this song?
I wait in your shadow,
grasp life from your breath.
l await your tears,
my old friend.