Closing Eyes

Closing of eyes Dark rooms heave a sigh Hinges cry in pain In hot sun Flowering shrubs fried Like popcorn White ants Performing route march To impose invasion. They march crushing houses And now our home. Strange totems of funerals. Our blood as thick as gruel Anticoagulants Aspirins and sleeping dops Wearied by 'compromises Nauseating molestation Minor collisions and more Mountains groan Lightnings set ablaze Thunder grunts. Close your eyes "Cause you're not used to.....' Catastrophes of common life.