Speak to me,
Write me a letter
With your spray-paint pens
And emulsion ink.
Tell me your wants
Tell me your needs
Your dreams,
Tell me what you feel
Show me
Yell it to me
In the brightest colours
Of your rage
Your joy
You passion
Your sorrow
Your visions of future,
Past,
Tainted utopias,
And perfection in chaos
Shout at me.
Shout at me,
Make me listen.
And when I am listening,
Remind me,
That I too
Should be speaking.
