Japanese Ultraviolence in D Minor

Your words fell

heavy from poison lips.

Whose tips that I,

once kissed.

A long time ago,

before lifes paths filled

with obstacles.

In silence,

we two became one

but not for long

and all because

it made sense

when I was young and stupid

Now all at once am I

grounded by

your memory

but memories play tricks on me

Take over now.

Satisfied,

you might as well

stay home.