I dreamt of betrayal
and when I woke up
the Bora wind
had been robbing the house
and I went from room to room
finding all the gaps
like finding nest after nest of lice
in my child's black and beautiful hair
and I carried my heart as heavy
as a flowerpot
with just the black earth in it
and after that the house stood still
and it was not our house at all
but I heard the walls growing thicker