Behind a stencil of cloudy glass
Smiles turned into commas,
Motion in complex motion simple,
And dissolve the silhouette of the table.

Flashed meteors fists.
Without them, bayonets were not having a pack.
The situation is complicated, the exercise is simple.
And the sailors ribbons fluttered.

Shoes clacking on the parquet,
Stories fifth, fourth, sixth,
Plates full, then empty again,
And phones hidden calls.