wished unhappy birthday

They came to wish me an unhappy birthday

They came with yellowed teeth,

And hair entwined and splashed with the shades of an albino moon.

Fingers inter-weave and limbs are lost in each other.

Glaring endlessly into the shallowness of one to another’s

Eye sockets.

They exchange bitter spittle;

Slurping.

A love you were, now lost

A former love of mine.

The way in which I see you now

The truth,

Could not,

Be more,

Refined.