It is not me

When the night was dying, they left the country.

the procession was moving to the cemetery

carrying their corpses.

Their hollow eyes like windows of ice

decorated with cacti

under the blind stars.

Thus Adam’s kin ascended up to the cemetery

dug out the ground and buried their dead bodies

in the graves.

The alien was attending the funeral.

The crowd noticed and rushed at him

shouting:

“where’s your body? why aren’t you burying it,

The foreigner smiled gently and replied:

“oh, sorry my dears. It is not me.”