grey spirits

what is it with you

and ... me?

funny how we

keep meeting up like this ...

it's that poisonous kiss

that will not quit

till it sucks the life out of me

...

is it you?

or me?

that keeps coming back to this

faux bliss

sometimes i don't know which

anymore

you know what i use your for

and i know that is what you let me think

so who is fooling who now?

you lie to me

i lie ... to me

and yet we keep going

on ... and on ...

and

on and on

like

this ...

and so we meet again

fetching fetching

friend

and

kiss ...