Life falls from the walls
Miniatures of Old Love
The moon outside that window
He watches paper fairy tales
Unsold
The level breaks from silence
An unwanted friend
Dust on the pillow next door
He won't sleep with me.
There's a dream far.
Bottle almost empty
Green light in the glass
In the corner of a broken broom
It's over a meter.
I won't look away
There's a dog outside.
Which eyes have buttery
And never again.
He won't eat from his hand.
