She boasts of the cranes' immortality

The ideal state of the ancient woman
portrays moments of great victory
and of the tremendous loss
as a result of civilization
where evil has returned to extend
her empty jaws

She seems to start out
from a kaleidoscopic dream state
while a saint whistles a requiem
to Adolf Hitler
after a bunker waved away
Jews in love of the Milky Way

The vigil as bricks
through the window now
the doorbell, a fresh graffiti
love, an empty box

The unnamed aggression
brings us back to the ellipsis
disturbing this reality
and this woman that only
bites her nails
at the threshold of her dreams