funny (people)

left on the floor
clothes, words, promises
left on the floor and stepped over
by our new shoes
as we were leaving the room to run…
to a new glade
enchanted by new mirrors
with our idol to allure us more
through the new eyes that were staring at us,
other voices charmed us, obsessively identical
lures we chased to exorcise
the fear of death (we said)
To stimulate more our vanity
(we did not say)
we only passed by, treading on
our old image that stayed tangled
on the wooden floor
like a leaf in the autumn mud