You're just an old abandoned movie theatre
repeating forgotten silent films
that nobody ever watched
in the first place,
back when they made em'
I am a painter without a paint brush,
Spit blood on canvas to remind us-
We were bigger than sinking ships once
Please be kind- someone rewind us!
You're a fraction of what you were
and I'm subtracting all of my lovers
Until we're all that is left and sure-
There's no more ghosts under our covers
(in between the sheets.)