Staircases

Why the pink words 
float in black eyes? 
I swear, I will not look 
at the moon again. 

The city burns in snow. 
A jump of small 
legs, takes you far 
from the roar of falls. 

The blackbird was my 
mascot, sitting on the white 
birch, dreaming blue. 

A white sheet covers the 
shrieking nails. You 
cannot walk barefoot 
on smouldering candles. 

Why again you are climbing 
the volcanos?