Hong Kong

Honey [?] when we're old
You make damn sure
Make me matter still
I’ve gone to Greece
To walk that hill
Walked when i was old
One night my kin did drink around
Golden eyes did watch
Atop that hill
Without a sound
Came the golden watch
A ranker line did unwound
Drifted from the dock
Each upon a separate hill
Stood our family ghosts
Every time my brother spoke
Felt there was a third
Within the bathroom
We both could feel
Calling spread like smoke
Up from the pier the Chinese fear
Rising the Kowloon ghost
But we just sat and tried to hear
Mother's spirit's jokes