around the night
getting lost in the thickening of thorns
the moon looking for eyes
enters the kitchen itself the stove
black cat but luckily it's Felicja
disappears again and again between the driftwood still salty
it surrounds the house like salvation army
such fence – crooked teeth from life
while the stream foams the birch leaves wonder
the stars fall to tears
the ocean lies – two oceans
©Szweda
Castlerock 2022