watched

I was looking at you

I didn’t see behind the matte film

Nothing

No execution

didn't make a knock

- Nothing.

The sun has faded before dawn,

leaving your shoulder warm.

Hair after crops -

touch them

hot.

At bird's height

sitting

- you don’t call.

Why don't you ask

about Fear and Greatness?

Why don't you cry?

what is not the reason -

brand new wolf pack

in common sheepskin?

The eye turns away.

My head is with you.

Malignant spree

- I wish I could hurry up

lights out.

We don't take off our hats,

gloves - into the fire.

I'll make a wish for a dream

intoxicating order.

September 2019