a solid silence welcomes you
right from the entrance
shaded gravestones
victorian angels with dirty bodies
transfer to your backbone
an alien coldness

artificial flowers
are scattered around by the wind
a useless wall
thick like the one of a fortress
encircles the place

with twisted arms
opened to the distant sky
a bunch of naked trees
are guarding the yard
from the back


on the fresh snow
the black and mixed up footsteps
of the forthcoming residents