I take the first layer of glass –

that diffuse disguise that prevents the venom –

and I see another glass layer


again, I take it

and then another

and another


glass after glass

the bluish eyes –

reminiscences of the holocaust –

persist in their cynicism


tyranny has colour

together with misery


If I could for a minute penetrate the iris I would kill you

but I took the medicine that retards me