family portrait

every time I count the faces in the family portrait

someone has moved

I almost remember who is dead and who’s there

the quick and the good

the background is foggy

a lake and some trees

a cousin near the centre

on his or my knees

I almost remember who is dead and who’s there

I almost remember I’m dead

f***

I want to f*** in love with you again

just to f*** again what I f*** back then

we could go see a f***

or sit in front of the f***

I could cook you some f***

and go back to the f***

I want to f*** in love with you again

because once is never enough