petrified blanket and pillows
not even a drop of water remained
it was full bodied frogs
fish dived and herons walked
as soon as my guests were lightly touched by death
I didn't see anyone else alive
the light from the table lamp went down to the floor
like Martin Eden sinking into the deep
the loneliness made my soul yearn
when the apartment was empty overnight
and only the sun in the morning still scurried
around and around the untidy body
Two thousand twenty