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,

Tthat I too

Should be speaking