The girl and the fox

I sat me down
to scratch my nose
with this pen
but then I preferred
to write a poem with it.

I said
"I will write a poem
about that girl
with the prettiest smile
or
about that fox
who use to get close to me
to escape
from starvation and loneliness"

However
I never kissed that girl
and the fox never talked to me

next time
I won't waste ink writing poems
I'll better scratch my nose
or my ears.

Walk-in closet

The first two weeks
you were used to wear
that sparkling smile
and a colorful t-shirt
the following month
you clothed yourself
with your body's energy
to bear with a gray summer

in the last month
you discovered my poems
written behind the fox's wall
you use them to sleep
during those nights of watch

but after the moon changed
you started to wear
a green fabric in your head
turning off your energy
hiding your sparkling smile

and you didn't let anymore
the threads of my voice
warming your ears
you just refused
to wear the words
of my walk-in closet.