he looks at me with his big eyes

they talk to me

they say

come on

take my hand

follow me

the night's old and her bones are shrunken

bleached on the beach

come on

they repeat

come here

don't go back on the cemetery road

stay with us

we're waiting for you

the feast can't begin otherwise

there'll be wine and dionysius above us

uncovered ******* and voluptuous legs

time will stop and the nymphs will keep you with us

don't leave so soon

come on

take my hand

follow us