Housekeeping

you
sit on the floor,
broken like clouds.
you scratch your knees 'til they crack and bleed.
I
walk out of the door,
naked and bored,
and raise my head to the weeping sky.

chorus:

you call my name but I can't answer.
you call my name but I can't say anything.

we
looked at the sea,
sat on the edge.
I gripped your hand until my fingers hurt.
now,
somebody screams on the same dirty beach;
he throws down his arms
and he falls to the sand.

(chorus x 2)