Red Wine

That ghost again, I knew it once
I can’t quite see its face
Come out and fight me cruel thing
Come back, you are so very close
I cannot fight what I can’t see
That dreadful part of me

Your ghost again, yours and mine
Are they quite the same?
That running, insulting, prodding self
That creature dancing in your steps
You want it out, you want it too
That dreadful part of you

Welcome to the long night
Back it comes again
That horrid solitary thing:
Imaginary pain
That long night and the long ghost
Beckoning your end
Come out you dreadful hungry beast
Come out and be my friend

1993