The New Reamon casa abandonada

In the abandoned house
there is a closet full of spiders.
And on the shelves. Books on fire, broken windows, branches creaking. Branches creaking. Naked boys. They wait their turn.
Under the blankets, they join their palms.
for the dance.
The rats dance in the mirror
which shines on the floor.
and reflects their bodies.
In the abandoned house.
which is haunted.