Travel eyes through the glass look

Liquid maggots carrying their bodies to disappearance
on the glass raped by some filthy eyes –
the grey upon the green kept jailed…
Beside glossy approach, the gigantic chain makes his way
like the mammoth bird in the sky
I, like a sponger, watch for escape
and maggots like hair are spread by the mad fore-wind –
just trees and grass and the blue
cleaning my minute sight,
far beyond the horizon of my thought
All this gear is left in front of the end
to escape…