Analysis of Noises in the house.

Something is happening in this house.
An uncomfortable presence that goes around
A hateful silhouette that corners us.
Flying. He wanders in the rooms of childhood and the corridors are now abandoned.
Noises do not lie down at night.
The night is covered in bad moss
that slides.

The night hides the presence. It is a dark curtain on the windows.

It's the sister
of the noises that walk,
the trumpet of this murderous angel,
an intruder in every house where he finds sad.