Walking Small Feet

Distrust prevails.
To be poor. Why did you need
less, than you want?

I will ask me, and get no
answer. Like hedgehog. Spiny
coat. You will not watch-

the thought coming. I do
not move. The dead horse
speaks of moments of stillness.

A perception cleaves the mind.
The world takes revenge
behind the glass. You were-

squirming in the vessel. What
was your name, among the
stumps? A cloudburst, wipes

out the deity. The walls
stand out in the death masks.