behind the windows()

she lies in me I feel her anxiety

doubtful that day when reality fades

hey
night falls on the pier with dignity
under snail foot crushed light
a silver trail

I look into my twilight
into my thoughts
that small ants
slid on my forehead

yes
inability to predict my next step
kill me

the lite imitate the house snake
crawling through walls

sad
I opened the the old house door
green air choke inside

I am afraid to cross the threshold
beyond people
each others taste of soul
each bearing the image of the other
each digging graves
in others mouths

the caterpillar on the oblique wall
enter into drowsy butterfly
a fly
the
morning eye skin pierced of larvae

she is in me I feel her anxiety

doubtful this day glued to the windows