hello federico 
it's me again
the monsters who murdered you
still stalk the land
our eyes are blinded by dollars
and all the love has 
leaked from our thought bubbles
it pools at our ankles
and is suffocated under foot
we have turned our faces 
from insignificant others

my lonely little friend
let your sorrow seep 
from that appley sleep
your blueish lips still sing
and the trees still remember
your unconditional smile
the west wind cries your laughter
let no one continue to sleep
set our bitter wounds on fire
open open open
make us a landscape of open hearts