i took the decision and the decision happened
i liked the time where your face and my face held each other
and the hungry ghost pulled me somewhere else
and found doors open for a few others
you didn't look at me anymore
i said to you the following words:
"don't imagine lives bore down holes brought on by shovel's vindictive cruelty
especially when the world needs more friends"
you unmercifully disappeared
and the ghosts fight over me like dogs
we guessed i'd like it that way but only the years know the answer