city in flames

I look around

              The summer  inhabits the acrid skins

                      Someone calls for water

 

                                               I ungulate- the grass soothes my pace

                                       

                                                                                        I drip on their cups and smile. 

to

I utter sounds

they look through

I go louder and louder

the light withers

there is no home

Nowadays

I don't open my mouth, i don't look or breathe, this sky has never accepted me