Night Moths

Did you know there were hundreds of little
night moths
crowded against the window pane
to catch a glimmer of light?

It was the scent of a strange perfume,
from fallen cocoons, sticky sincerity
that made them flee.

In this world of protected ruins,
in this circular world
where people tell
and re-tell the same stories,
in this world where people forgot
that the dyke
wouldn't be massive enough to hold back
the sea swell;

In this world where each and every one
would flee in panic in the end;
even the old lady sold
spun silver birds
while she whispered...