this is not a bed.
I never had a bed
but a non-climbing stairs.
just an opening-closing stairs
it should lead to somewhere
never knew where.
men used to die
at the end of the stairs.
it would be better
to not climb the stairs.
once I had a pool
of me and you.
where has the water gone?
I opened
I opened my waters.
the pool is dry
a hyacinth grows.