Rewatching the Sky These Times

Today the sky is heavy, dark... The figures that appear in the sane firmament scary and fierce... first crossed the sky two dinosaurs in puppet fight, they were terrifying, sudden one anaconda...and she stares at me! What happens? where are you the gentle lambs, the little angels of heaven...! ? Is the sky mad at me, or my processor of clouds is blurry...? I'm tense, it's true, I have heard a lot of noise those days...lots of screaming... I'm stressed with these "semi gods" of politics screaming in all the streets... I'm here on the edge from the pool the sky shows a sign, calm down... I'm going too calm down to be able to post mine poems...!