Lock & Look

Your book has been closed,
but in my eyes
your story will live.
You possess me,
having read so much my pupils have become as black as the ink,
which made the words of your existence.
My pupils have become nothing,
but two words which signify your birth: you first and last name.
Your book has been closed,
however in my eyes there is a new certificate of your birth,
the words bolder than before,
a renewed declaration of life.

My brown eyes like the exterior of two rifles,
my ink-black pupils have become two dark barrels.
My pupils dilate, reloading, my whole body shakes,
my soul screaming like a pack of hungry lions, war cries….
With one firing look I drive away those,
who drove me away from you.

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