Looking thro’ the iron grilles
The morning breaks again
The sun makes no promises
I’m calm.

Standing on the balcony
I see the flowers shed
Fragile, yellow, feather-like
I’m calm.

A little mouse gets caught
The crows stoop down to pick
In the menacing greed of their eyes
I’m calm.

I turn my thoughts to you
But don’t know where to look
In the dark, I close my eyes
I’m calm.

She spreads out, she lets you in
The insects crawling on my skin
One swift knife and all is clean
I’m calm.

The shower’s on, I sit down
The ice-cold water engulfs me
Erasing memories for a while
I’m calm.