Forget everything today.
What death we’re on, our locked
room bodies, how outside windows
swell marches beneath raised batons.
Forget under the bed breathe monsters
who only know how to pronounce your name.

Once upon a lie we set a forest
on fire, naked and delighted.
But it grew back.
Each tree exploding from sap
boiled inside — forget it.
Wolves and crows fled. Shut windows.

Who needs air? This is not defeatist.
Just remember: birds destroy
each other’s eggs and the heart
never pretends to be
a beautiful muscle.