Thursday, October 4, 2012

Facsimile



I just believed.

Believed that things
would have gotten
worst.

Because I know.

That the devil
is

alive.

From up to
down. You know.
The devil is alive,
all,
a bit 

around.

Down,
to the mud. 

The cold
ground, a bit.

There were
two hornets

on the window screen,
the October window
screen, pincers touching,
kissing - in

place all weekend
on the October window
screen. 

Now
just the one
lorn
October
hornet, a bit. Alive.