Apple

Woman
Standing there
Behind the curtains
Of elegance
With the red sun shinning
Through the peeping holes
Like little Dutch canals
Afraid of flooding
When the surge overcomes
Seduced by the snake
With a worm
Portrait of complicity
And weeping movements
Structured along the corridor
As trees become pillars
Of salt
When she turned her face

(c) Steven Van Neste - 2008