An infinite demon
prowls around the outside
from my patio
Shake my windows
i feel your breath
through the walls
Round my rounds
You don't know my name
but my smell gives me away
Choose the nights of fear
to hit
Those
in which patches
they fall from the soul
and one is skin
transparency
nobody's sex
He he knows
that somewhere I am weak
waiting
has time
and he learned to resurrect
They fall
By espacioreal | elespacioreal | 27 Oct 2021
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