The King Vultures Are Coming

The causal effect 
was the kiss of the blind spot. 
I wake up every morning 
smelling blood. 

The space animates you, 
leaving the truth outside. 
An unwritten message was lost 
in the watering eyes. 

The aquaduct dries up. You 
get the cramps of city, 
after the memes of swollen eyes. 
Do not open the umbrella, 
sun was hiding. 

Your brain becomes wired. 
Someone slaps a sticker on your lips. 
You cannot cry. A muffled scream, 
shatters the windows of the capitol.