Avalanche
Luis Neer
In an always different place
The hallway should contain a cactus or something
or just leave me be, I don’t know
The sun stares through the ceiling
A shadow reduces a body
to its most crucial gesture
It traverses a grid without objection
I’m not sure if dreams have background music
I’m not sure of background music
In a movie, the music overwhelms the scene
is focal
Music pushes my surroundings
into scenery
You appear